"Perhaps. Too many Heavenly Sovereigns fell within the Ancient Saint Abyss."
"The phenomena that appeared after their deaths must be even more terrifying."
Lu Yunxiao nodded in agreement at Luo God's words.
The Ancient Saint Abyss was no simple place.
During ancient times, quite a number of Heavenly Sovereigns had fallen within it.
Naturally, they had also left behind no shortage of treasures.
That was why so many Strong Persons flocked to the Ancient Saint Abyss.
"Let's go. We'll continue onward."
As Lu Yunxiao spoke, he took a light step and crossed an unknown number of miles.
Luo God and Huang Ling'er hurriedly followed.
The interior of the Saint Abyss Continent was harsh, with danger lurking everywhere.
Yet to Lu Yunxiao's group of three, it was nothing.
With their strength, they could practically ignore it all.
A moment later, the three suddenly stopped.
At this moment, the fluctuations between heaven and earth had become exceedingly viscous.
Even the space in this region showed signs of cracking, while an extremely terrifying sense of oppression weighed upon their hearts.
Lu Yunxiao's expression remained unchanged, as though he regarded everything as nothing.
His expression was calm as his starry eyes gazed straight ahead.
Luo God and Huang Ling'er looked as well.
They looked toward the distant horizon and saw that the world there was shattered.
A silver-white storm raged between heaven and earth, seemingly without end.
Beyond the storm, no matter existed, as though it were a land of void.
Before that unimaginably vast silver storm, even an Earthly Sovereign was as tiny as dust.
If one were caught within it, they would likely be reduced to nothingness in an instant and completely annihilated.
Only a Heavenly Sovereign could possibly emerge unscathed before such a violent Space-Time Storm.
"This is the Space-Time Storm."