"See those grayish-green mists? They isolate all magic. Once you enter this Swamp of Sorrow, you won't be invaded by ghosts, and you won't be reincarnated after death. My immortal techniques are useless. If we encounter a sudden attack, we can only tough it out," Ao Guang said grimly.
"Oh, I see!" Upon hearing this, Wang Yao quickly added himself to the "good guy" list. Luckily, he hadn't rushed in, and the Matchmaker System was still working. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to add himself to the "good guy" list once inside.
"How could there be such a horrible place in the realm of gods?" Wang Yao asked Ao Guang in astonishment.
"This wasn't how it used to be. This place was originally called the Horse-Growing Grassland, an extremely beautiful place. When the God Realm and the Demon Realm separated, everyone wanted this place, and as a result, they couldn't agree on what to do with it," Ao Guang said calmly.
"Logically, this should be considered the territory of the God Realm. After all, if this area were included in the God Realm, the areas of the God Realm and the Demon Realm would be roughly the same. However, the God Realm has very few gods, far fewer than the demon cubs. When the boundaries were divided, the Demon Lord proposed to include this area in the Demon Realm."
"When the God Lord found out, he was unwilling. The Heavenly Emperor couldn't persuade them either, so he could only let them fight to the end. The Swamp of Sorrows is located at the intersection of the realms of gods and demons, so the battles here are the most intense, and countless gods and demons have died."
“Divine and demonic forces clashed endlessly here, and the vengeful spirits of the dead gods and demons lingered day and night. Over time, this place became this ghostly place,” Ao Guang murmured.
After listening to Ao Guang's introduction, Wang Yao looked at the Sorrowful Swamp again, and the scene he saw had a completely different meaning. There was no trace of grassland here anymore. The water-filled puddles in the swamp seemed to be relics left over from the ancient war between gods and demons.
The intertwined grasses between the puddles and the sparse shrubs in the swamp seem to tell the story of the long time that has passed since the war between gods and demons.
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