At the border between the Forbidden Zone and Qingzhou;
The endless Platinum Fire Pit wound and twisted, like a great dragon sprawled across the earth.
Yet this great dragon kept rolling forward. Wherever it passed, black smoke churned, and the land was burned into a white wasteland.
Behind the rolling Platinum Fire Pit, countless ordinary people began to labor, reclaiming farmland and burying a Gold Coin and Silver Coin every few days.
Gold Coins warded off evil; Silver Coins increased harvests.
Many ordinary people had migrated here from the inland, quickly filling this place.
As long as humanity was given two or three years, this newly reclaimed land would become prosperous.
At the very front of the line, a war chariot raced onward.
It dragged a blazing sun behind it, burning everything in its path.
Even Immortals would be swept up by the blazing sun's flames, dragged into it, and turned into fuel.
The war chariot and blazing sun were savage, but compared to the entire Forbidden Zone, they were still not enough.
The moment they burned through the front, the rear was once again filled by the Black Tide.
Dense Golden Cores hung above the Platinum Fire Pit.
The Golden Cores shone, scattering rosy light to help the Fire Pit suppress the Black Tide.
Yet as they advanced toward the Forbidden Zone, the pressure they encountered grew greater and greater.
By now, their advance had begun to slow.
Fortunately, the warriors on the front lines did not care much.
Over the years, they had reclaimed countless lands and cleared out many Forbidden Zones.
Though they rotated in shifts, many people had still become utterly exhausted.
They even felt that slowing their advance a little could ease the pressure.
However, on this day, they saw an enormous pillar of teleportation