After thirty million years, the Abyss of Death in the Primordial World has undergone earth-shaking changes. What was originally just a desolate land with a slight sense of stillness has now become a true domain of deathly stillness. Even the air is filled with a suffocating stench of decay.


    The aura of destruction from the Underworld has corroded the area around the Abyss of Death for hundreds of millions of kilometers through the entrance. Enormous skeletons of savage beasts are scattered throughout the entire Abyss of Death.


    On this day, in the originally deathly still Abyss of Death, the spiritual energy of destruction suddenly began to riot, and countless spiritual energies started to converge in one direction. A black hole the size of a fist suddenly appeared in the central area, and then the black hole began to expand until it reached a size of a hundred meters.


    Mortis stepped out from the black hole and floated in the void. His long black hair fluttered gently in the chilly wind of the Abyss of Death. Standing on the edge of the Abyss of Death, he swept his gaze across this desolate land, took a deep breath, and felt those decaying molecules stirring in his nasal cavity, bringing an indescribable feeling of nausea.


    "Thirty million years have passed, and this place really hasn''t changed at all. I wonder if other parts of the Primordial World are also the same," Mortis said indifferently, his tone revealing a trace of calmness.


    He waved his hand, and a stream of black air gushed out from his palm, instantly dispelling the surrounding stench of decay, replaced by a reassuring tranquility. He landed on the ground, took steps, and walked steadily forward. Every time he stepped on the icy-cold white bones, he could feel the bones beneath his feet as hard as iron. The surroundings were still deathly silent, and only Mortis'' footsteps echoed.


    The further he walked out of the abyss, the more skeletons he encountered. Even many of the skeletons still had flesh and blood on them, obviously having just died not long ago. These huge bones clearly belonged to some kind of giant beast. Now, they were scattered on the ground, as if telling the cruelty of the Abyss of Death over countless years.


    Mortis gently kicked a skeleton, and the bones made a slight collision sound under his feet. That sound was particularly clear in the silent abyss. The corner of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a trace of a smile.


    "This is really a good place, very suitable as the entrance to the Underworld," Mortis closed his eyes and felt the energy fluctuations here. The power of destruction here was even more intense than he had imagined. Streams of the power of destruction belonging to the Underworld seemed to have a will and slowly poured into his body, making him feel an unprecedented sense of fullness.


    Mortis quickly opened his eyes, and his gaze became even colder. It wasn''t the time for cultivation yet. The purpose of his return to the Primordial World was simple. First, he wanted to seek opportunities, seize treasures, and enhance the foundation of the Underworld. Second, he needed to find the Karma Fire Red Lotus for the World-Destroying Black Lotus. As long as the World-Destroying Black Lotus could successfully devour the Karma Fire Red Lotus, it could be promoted to a Primordial Supreme Treasure.


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    Mortis silently repeated these two goals in his heart. These two goals were not only related to his own strength but also to his future plan to attack the Primordial World. Especially the Karma Fire Red Lotus, which was the key to the evolution of his World-Destroying Black Lotus.


    Taking a deep breath, Mortis cast aside all distractions in his heart and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the task at hand. During the thirty million years when Mortis entered the Underworld to sleep and take human form, the Primordial World had also undergone tremendous changes.


    First, the resentment of the Chaos Demons combined with their flesh and blood gave birth to a new race - the Savage Beasts. These savage beasts were fierce and cruel, with not weak strength, but they lacked intelligence and only knew how to kill and destroy. Only very few savage beasts whose strength broke through the realm of the Taiyi Golden Immortal could develop intelligence.


    This large number of savage beasts without intelligence made the Primordial World even more chaotic and dangerous. In addition, under the natural nurturing of the Primordial World, Primordial Living Beings were also born. There were a large number of these living beings, and their races were extremely diverse, but each one had limited potential. Some of them couldn''t even break through to the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in their entire lives.


    Their existence brought new hope to the Primordial World, but it also attracted the slaughter of countless savage beasts. This was also the reason why Mortis intervened in the transformation of the living beings in the Underworld. Too many useless beings were of no use except for wasting resources.


    Finally, the remnant souls of those Chaos Demons gradually took shape and became Primordial Demons. Although these demons were not as powerful as they were in the past, they still possessed extremely high combat power. Strictly speaking, Mortis also belonged to the Primordial Demons.


    "This Primordial World is really a world full of opportunities and dangers," Mortis murmured in a low voice. His voice was particularly clear in this silent abyss. He stretched out his hand and once again struck out a stream of the power of destruction, tearing apart the void in front of him. This time, the void collapsed even more rapidly, and the aura it emitted was even stronger.


    "It''s time to see the true face of the Primordial World now," Mortis'' voice carried a trace of coldness. With a flash of his figure, he disappeared instantly in the void, leaving behind the deathly still abyss.


    When Mortis'' figure suddenly flashed out from the void and appeared on the Primordial land like a ghost. Looking around, what came into view was not the immortal mountains and spiritual waters he had imagined, but endless slaughter and bloodshed.


    The savage beasts roared, their sharp claws tore through flesh and blood, and their fangs pierced through bones. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting. The blood stained the ground red, and broken limbs were everywhere, forming a hellish scene.


    Mortis looked at everything in front of him indifferently. There was no trace of pity or emotion in his blood-red eyes. All he saw was a group of ants struggling pointlessly. These savage beasts were nothing more than a combination of the resentment and flesh and blood of the fallen Chaos Demons. They had brute force but no intelligence and only knew how to follow their most primitive killing instincts.


    Their existence only added more chaos and bloodshed to this Primordial World. "The weak have no value in survival," Mortis whispered coldly. His voice was as biting as ice, and it was particularly prominent on this battlefield full of slaughter.


    He believed in absolute strength. In his view, only the strong could dominate everything, and the weak could only become the stepping stones of the strong. Since these savage beasts couldn''t control their own destinies, they could only become the nourishment for others to become stronger.


    Slowly raising his hand, a mass of the power of destruction once again appeared in his palm. The power of destruction exuded a terrifying aura, as if it could destroy everything.


    "Since that''s the case, let this slaughter become more interesting," Mortis licked his dry lips, the corner of his mouth curling into a sinister smile. His figure disappeared again, leaving only the smell of blood lingering in the air...