The Queen of Insect Tans moved swiftly, and although it was huge, crossing dozens of kilometers took only minutes.
On this Fragment Continent, there were none of the mists that swirled on Earth, nothing to obstruct its sight and speed.
Su Han's gaze swept over the ground below, the open land riddled with ravines, long cracks spreading like spider webs, appearing as ugly scars resembling centipedes.
Each crack was incredibly deep, dark and gloomy, as if leading to an endless abyss.
The ground lacked any living beings, no trees were visible, and even bones were incredibly rare.
The land where black and yellow met, crumbling rocks scattered about, this was all there was on this Fragment Continent—a dead land, a dead world.
Su Han's heart was somber; this environment was far more terrifying than that so-called Domain of Death, covered by the shadows of civilization's demise.
The Domain of Death of the Undead Race, at least, had undead that moved.