Northern Domain, the Extreme Cold Icefield.
An inconspicuous black dot appeared, darting through the snowstorm, searching.
It was Chu Sheng, the "Corpse Collector," back at it again.
"BUZZ... ('I haven't been here in two days. Looks like another big fight broke out?')"
Below, the icefield was splattered with dark red bloodstains, not yet fully covered by the heavy snow.
He was just about to search for Alien Race corpses to collect, as usual.
Suddenly.
An extremely bizarre and unsettling aura abruptly descended from high above.
It felt as if he were being watched by some terrifying, abyssal behemoth.
Hm?
Chu Sheng snapped his head up.
A thousand meters up in the sky...
a massive, impossibly long black fissure, stretching for several thousand meters, was slowly opening!
That was...
The Demon Eye! It was opening!
The Alien Race's spatial fissure, the dimensional passageway connecting to the alien plane, was open!
