Origin Continent, Land of Chaos.
After Wang Yi's true body left the assembly grounds, he came directly here.
"Arong Faction."
A man in black stood high above the clouds, gazing at the distant valley.
It was called a valley, but its area was far larger than the Original Universe.
It was an enormous crater.
It was said to have been left behind by a war in ancient times between cultivators and other powerful forces of the Origin Continent. The devastation had been unimaginable, and even after endless years, the traces could not be erased. Even a Chaos Master would need some time to cross it.
Seeing this astonishingly vast valley, Wang Yi could not help but sigh at the madness of the wars between cultivator factions in the past.
It was said that at their most frenzied, hundreds of God Kings had joined the battle. Their immense power had seemed capable of shattering the Origin Continent itself.
And this might have merely been an ordinary battlefield from that ancient war, named Tian Qiu Valley.
Many forces had established themselves here. The Arong Clan was one of them. As a force with only Eternal True Gods stationed here, it was utterly inconspicuous.
A group of enormous cloud lifeforms whistled past Wang Yi, utterly unaware of his presence.
Wang Yi arrived at the Arong Clan's settlement and observed the area.
The Arong Clan consisted of humanoid lifeforms, but they were tall and imposing, with two horns on their foreheads and blood-red patterns covering their bodies.
The Arong Faction... was a sect founded by the Arong Clan's chief leader. It recruited members from outside, and was rather renowned in this region.
Wang Yi passed through several formations and silently appeared on a street in one of the Arong Clan's cities. There, he heard