Lu Yuan instantly teleported into the dark field released by the [Cow Ghost].
Inside, it was dusky, without a trace of light. The air felt somewhat sticky, as if a layer of grease stuck to the skin's surface.
A large number of willow-like white fibers floated in the air.
Even though Lu Yuan had shut off his hearing, he could still feel the constant vibrations in the air.
This ghostly place was no longer habitable. After such a battle, it would take at least hundreds of years to recover its vitality.
Lu Yuan carefully walked through the piles of debris. The entire city was silent, too quiet.
"The battle between the [Cow Ghost] and the [God] was even calmer than I imagined..."
"If the [Cow Ghost] won, I'd just make a break for it; no need to tangle with the [Ghost]."
