An ash-gray, gloomy sky,
and a dark, lifeless earth.
Across the boundless, desolate, and withered plains stood densely packed crowds of people.
Not all of them were human, either!
Though they all possessed human shapes, among them were vast numbers of the Demon Clan, Ghost Race, and Demon Clan.
They had gathered here originally intending to fight a battle to the death against the immortals and deities.
Yet...
Upon arriving here, they unexpectedly found themselves without a single opportunity to strike. Thinking of this, all of them involuntarily felt a surge of bleakness.
The weak were truly powerless before the grand trends of an era.
They could not strike in this battle, and could only watch as the supreme powerhouses of their own side fought a bloody battle ahead.
Actually,
it was not that the weak were useless.
Rather, they lacked an array capable of leveraging the advantage of sheer numbers.
Not all immortals and deities were immensely powerful, either.
Not every member of the God Race created by Fuxi possessed the strength of Fei Peng; the majority of deities wielded power roughly on par with the Drunken Sword Immortal.
Immortals!
Though the strength of the immortals in this world represented the very pinnacle of the mortal realm, they did not tower a hundred percent above human beings.
As long as one completely transformed their mortal body into an immortal frame and passed the so-called "Dao" examination set by Fuxi, ascension was possible.
The strength of immortals and deities was roughly on par with that of the demon race.
However,
the immortals and deities possessed an array capable of channeling the cultivation base of millions, and even concentrating that power onto a single individual.
At this moment,
the immortals and deities had channeled all their power into Xu Changqing.
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