In the Yin Province, Tai Yi was deep in thought in the black fog. As his eyes flickered, the void around him collapsed and spread out for thousands of miles.
“The coffin that blocked the door...”
In his long life mark, there were vague clues that he had come into contact with these words in the past.
At this moment, the door in front of him was not stable. The golden crack rumbled and the energy of the Great Netherworld continued to overflow. This place had already become an extremely terrifying land of disaster.
At this moment, other than a few ultimate creatures, no one could stop in this area. Otherwise, they would instantly turn into a pool of black blood and die without a burial ground.