The pitch black beneath the abyss exudes a bizarre aura that sends shivers through the body.
Puffs of black mist, like the very essence of inauspiciousness in this world, permeate the surrounding chaos.
In an instant, the filthy chaotic miasma becomes the purest of darkness and ill omen.
Normally, the barely audible murmurs of Wang Mang's Devouring Dao Rhyme became a harsh and chaotic roar at this moment.
Such a sound, merely heard once, is enough to drive one mad.
The accumulation of all things filthy in the world, the negative emotions contained within, not even an Lv. 8 expert could avoid it.
The few people around Wang Mang also felt their minds jolt suddenly, with unimaginable negative emotions and information continuously flooding into their minds.
In an instant, their eyes became vacant as two trails of blood flowed from their ears.
Next came their noses, and their eyes!
