Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

As the rift appeared, the whole world fell into a dead silence. Only the roars of wild beasts, the wailing of the dead, and the sobbing of resentful souls intertwined together, becoming the main theme of this withered land.

The power of the dead souls that spread out from the crack was like a black torrent, surging and spreading in all directions. Wherever this power passed, all life was devoured and turned into nothingness. The land that was once full of vitality suddenly became barren, leaving only withered trees and cracked earth.

This force of the dead did not stop expanding, it continued to extend outward at an alarming speed, from the initial distance of 800 years to 1200 years. Moreover, it seemed that there was no sign of stopping, as if it was going to shroud the entire world in the shadow of death.

In this horrific scene, countless Chaos Demons gathered together. They felt the threat of the power of the dead, but could not stop its expansion. These Chaos Demons could only watch the power of the dead approaching their territory step by step, their hearts filled with fear and despair.

Although they were efficient in hunting and devouring the swarm of undead insects, it was nothing compared to the speed of the reinforcement of the swarm of undead insects. It was like a small stone dropped into the sea, which could not cause any waves at all. Therefore, even if there were no obstacles on the way to the rift, those extraordinary gods who absorbed the power of the undead here and advanced rapidly had no intention of exploring it. After all, no one wanted to face the terrifying swarm of undead insects, which could easily devour even powerful gods! Therefore, everyone should stay where they are and continue to work hard to improve themselves.

Not to mention, they already knew that the rift was a place where one could only exit but not enter. In the "hunting ground" where there was no distinction between chaos, order, and neutrality, and where there were enemies everywhere, the creatures and environment here were unknown and dangerous. Entering it was like putting oneself on the brink of death. Every step could be a trap, and every corner could hide a deadly threat. In such a place, survival itself was a challenge, and finding a way out was even more difficult. But they had no choice but to move forward bravely and explore this world full of unknowns.

No one would be so foolish as to give up the opportunity to draw strength, risk their lives to stare at the surging and violent swarm of insects, and decipher the extremely difficult timeline rifts. Doing so is undoubtedly a dead end, and only those who are confident in themselves and have strong strength can do it. The word "new world..." seems to have a mysterious and unknown attraction, but to enter it, you need to face huge challenges and risks. For ordinary people, this may be just an unattainable dream, but for those brave people, they are willing to take risks and explore the world full of opportunities and dangers.

Without the notice of the extraordinary gods hunting the swarm of spirit insects, the four Chaos Gods, each of whom had seized an extraordinary artifact embryo, quietly appeared. Strangely, they did not deliberately conceal their aura, but no one noticed them. It was as if they had merged with the surrounding environment and became a part of this world. Their figures were looming, like ghosts, making it difficult to grasp. And those extraordinary gods who were in fierce battles seemed to be completely unaware of the arrival of these four mysterious beings.