C3789 Yan Shen

Death Cliff.

Darkness enveloped the land, rendering it eerily silent. The air was thick with a chilling, terrifying aura, and faintly, the wails of vengeful spirits could be heard.

If an ordinary warrior of the Five-element Holy Stage were to venture here, they would inevitably be overwhelmed by the oppressive atmosphere, leading to the shattering of their spirit and ultimate demise