Bai Zhi had wanted to clear up the lingering issues on the Frontline long ago, but he had patiently waited until now.
Now that those three Pure Worlds had gone so far as to merge their world origins into the pillar of light in order to claim it completely, their final fate—and the Book's—had already been foretold.
Getting onto this ship was easy, but getting off it... was impossible.
...Half a year was enough for far too much to happen.
The most shocking development on the surface was undoubtedly the arrival of the Weird Clan in the Present World.
Those Apostles who had buried themselves in history awakened from their slumber when Extreme Darkness descended, intending to once again unleash a Weird Tide of Anomalies.
Though the name sounded intimidating, the restrictions imposed by [Extreme Darkness] made it difficult for their influence to cross the Frontline. Moreover, over the past six months, internal conflict within the Weird Clan had become incredibly severe—they were practically tearing the sky apart fighting each other in the Fallen Zones...
As for everything else, it was nothing more than an overall increase in strength.
According to Little Demon's statistics, since the Final Sea opened, in just half a year, the number of Myths had surged by more than 5,000—nearly equal to the total number of Myths on the entire Frontline before.
Of those 5,000, a large portion were Players who had previously been stuck at the peak of Legendary without making any further progress. Now that they were no longer bottlenecked by resources, their long accumulation burst forth, and they advanced at astonishing speed.
The increase in the number of powerful individuals also sped up the Frontline's collection of world origins. Although it was much slower than Bai Zhi had imagined, considering the overall situation,