And the front gradually fell into darkness.
After moving forward in what seemed like a long and twisted space, a point of light in front gradually expanded. When the light in my vision completely opened up, I had arrived in another world. The temperature plummeted, with sparse snowflakes floating sporadically in the air, though there was no snow on the ground.
A slightly gray world, with the mountains and land showing obvious signs of wear and tear, appearing like ruins, barren, with dark clouds overhead and occasional gusts of sinister wind stirred up from rolling malicious energy.
Before coming here, everyone had done some homework about the Demon Realm, knowing that it was originally one of the most intense ancient battlefields, beaten into a broken world. It is said that it was shattered apart by great powers, with the earth cracked but not separated, leading to strangely fluctuating weather.
