A ragged and desolate land.
Looking out, no vegetation was visible. The ground was scarred with deep craters and charred lightning scars.
This should have been a wasteland, devoid of any vitality and human trace.
Yet, at this moment, it welcomed a large gathering of people.
Not a single person who came here was simple; each of them radiated a faint, dangerous aura.
Right now, everyone wore a solemn expression, their bodies tense, ready for battle at a moment's notice.
The people gathered here all came from extraterrestrial worlds, basically belonging to the Twelve Origins factions of the outer realms.
"You heretical demons, gathered together so neatly, are you trying to start the decisive battle early?" A masked woman in white said in an icy tone.
As the woman in white finished speaking, the already tense atmosphere became even more oppressive.
The group that arrived later gripped the magic tools in their hands tightly, then released them, released them and gripped them tightly again, fighting an intense struggle in their hearts.
Although the people here were all extraterrestrial beings, and even belonged to the Twelve Origins, they were far from a monolith.
The Twelve Origins represented twelve directions of cultivation.
They were major factions derived from these twelve directions of cultivation.
However, because the pointers of two among the origins were the Supreme God-Emperor and the Grand Master, while it was called the Twelve Origins factions, there were actually only eleven major factions. At the same time, because the lineage of the Grand Master and the Supreme God-Emperor did not participate in conflicts, only ten major factions were mutually hostile.
Among these ten sects, they were respectively led by the Sacred Gate and the Celestial Demon Sect, and the masked woman in white was precisely from the Sacred Gate.
Senran,