Because this world was situated right next to the Ghost Realm, traversing here did not take much time.
Moreover, with his growing strength, Xue An now found it effortless to handle such short-distance void traversals.
Finally—
Within the chaotic currents of the void, a barrier emitting a faint gray radiance emerged at last.
Xue An's gaze flickered. He immediately recognized it as the boundary of the Ghost Realm and quickened his pace, charging straight ahead.
There was no sound.
The spatial barrier, like a delicate soap bubble, presented no obstacle as Xue An passed right through it.
But the moment he crossed the barrier, an overwhelmingly intense scent of blood assailed his senses.
The stench was so potent that it surged through his nostrils and seemed to penetrate deep into his lungs, leaving him nauseated.
What made it even more peculiar was a decayed, mildewed odor intermingling with the metallic stench of blood.
