There it was, ten thousand miles away from Lu Ping, on the other side of the Demon Abyss, where certain spatial regions seemed different.
One vortex-shaped spatial region after another emerged.
These vortex spaces varied in size.
The smallest was about the size of a palm.
The largest could reach six or seven zhang in diameter.
From within these vortex spaces, threads of otherworldly aura continuously emanated, filled with a sense of decay and ruin.
This scene caused Lu Ping to murmur in light curiosity, finding it somewhat strange.
This was his first time discovering such an anomaly in the Demon Abyss.
Clearly, the space there had changed, connecting with the Otherworld. Could it be that this is the otherworld of the Outer Realm Demons?
With this doubt surfacing in his mind, Lu Ping carefully probed with his Divine Sense, directing it towards the largest of the spatial vortices.
