Qin Ming looked up at the pitch-black night sky and sighed.
“Is this the buffer realm between the region where the supreme Dao Arenas are concentrated and the deeper parts of the Night Fog World?”
The moment he stepped onto this new land, he witnessed such a magnificent scene that his heart remained unsettled for a long time. That giant entity traversed the Night Fog Sea. Its pair of fleshy wings resembled clouds hanging from the heavens, covering the entire Heavenly Firmament and stretching endlessly into the distance.
The luminous city on its back appeared hazy and ethereal. What kind of monster was this? What mysterious and powerful race lived on its back?
Qin Ming stared toward the distant horizon. The giant entity had long since vanished, but he still did not look away.
“The area where the Fate Cave is located is no simple place.”
The fierce winds stirred up by those fleshy wings were truly terrifying. They sliced through the void like blades, sweeping rocks of all sizes from the ground into the air. Only now were the rocks falling back down.
Wherever he looked, not a single blade of grass grew across this land; it was completely barren. The passage of such a giant entity was practically a natural disaster. Qin Ming shook his head and disappeared into the night.