Northern Desolate Hills, Summit of the Seal.
As Mo Yu, Xiao Yan, and Lin Dong led the forces under their respective commands in resisting the Outer Realm Evil Race's frenzied invasion, Qin Tian stood with his hands behind his back in the ten-thousand-zhang-high void. Behind him stood dozens of figures whose auras were as deep as the abyss and prison.
They had come from various forces across the Great Thousand World in response to the Great Thousand Covenant. The weakest among them was an Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign, while several were veteran powerhouses of Saint Grade.
The Azure-Clad Sword Saint stood with his sword on his back. His azure robes fluttered loudly in the wind, and the sword energy around him remained hidden and unreleased, yet it had already caused the surrounding void to distort slightly.
The Lord of Sword Domain, the foremost swordsman in the Great Thousand World, Late Saint Grade.
The Undying Lord's eyes were slightly narrowed. Clad in black robes with white hair, he stood there with his gaze lowered, as if asleep. Only when the corner of his eye swept over the Great Thousand Array did a glint of light appear in his eyes.
The True Dragon Emperor had transformed into human form. He wore a golden dragon robe, golden light flowing through his vertical pupils, and an awe-inspiring majesty of the king of all beasts radiated from him.
Besides them, there were also the clan heads and supreme elders of the Five Great Primordial Races, among others.
Every person present was a renowned peak powerhouse of the Great Thousand World.
Behind them stood Heavenly Sovereigns from the various Ancient Clans and major forces, numbering in the hundreds.
Qin Tian's gaze slowly swept over the crowd before finally landing on the seal.
The seal was circular,