Two massive wars erupted simultaneously across this newly born continent.
Had the Sunken Ghost Realm not been rooted at its center, the continent's foundation would likely have shattered long ago.
Five minutes earlier, something had fallen through the skies of the Ghoul Stomach World like a meteor, landing on the Ghost Origin Continent across the sea. Standing atop her wooden cabin, Tomie clearly saw Zhang Chen and Jia Xin descend from the heavens. Yet when Zhang Chen looked at Jia Xin, there was none of the hatred and killing intent he had shown during his previous battle with Guizhong—only a strange look in his eyes.
"Is this man Zhang Chen's close friend?"
Tomie wanted badly to cross the sea and watch the battle, but her body had yet to fully recover from her previous injuries. Going over now would only cause trouble for Zhang Chen.
"No matter the reason, I hope the two of them can reconcile." Tomie clasped her hands before her and prayed silently.
Inside a cave amid the towering mountains of another region of the Ghoul Stomach World, Evil Mouth Elder had also noticed everything. However, he was not overly worried. After witnessing Zhang Chen's battle against Guizhong last time, Evil Mouth Elder no longer had any concerns about Zhang Chen. At present, he was contributing to the continued construction of the Ghoul Stomach World.
Yet the greatest commotion came from the summit of the Dark Tower within the forest.
Zhang Ziyun, who had been writing a romance novel, covered her mouth when she saw the two figures descending from the sky. It was as though history were repeating itself, with two supreme beings who had to determine a victor becoming entangled once again.
"Ksitigarbha King and Father... Why is history so astonishingly similar? I have to