The Void Wasteland was filled with innumerable agonies, screams, and the resentful anger of Void demon spirits.
Every inch of this land was soaked with the blood of cultivators and demon spirits.
Leaving this wasteland behind, Lin Xin headed towards another location.
The more broken and desolate these tracts of wasteland were, the more they pleased him.
Yet, he felt there was still something missing.
As he moved farther from the Dragon Serpent Realm, the surrounding Void became even more desolate, and it was a long time before he saw another floating fragment of a world.
Lin Xin, wrapped in a pale green halo, shot through the Void like a meteor.
He occasionally took out the map of the Dragon Serpent Realm's spatial distribution, checking it carefully. The map was marked with all the spatial worlds around the Dragon Serpent Realm that had already been explored.
After flying solo for several hours, Lin Xin soon landed on the wasteland of an uninhabited dead land.
