A figure stood within the boundless void, incomparably towering. Before him lay an enormous sealing formation, yet from within it poured a terrifying power, as though it were suppressing some ferocious beast that had existed since time immemorial.
Above the sealing formation floated an incomparably massive character for "seal." No one knew which era's language it was, but it was the language of the Great Dao itself, a reflection of the Great Dao. To Extreme Dao Experts, any language was merely an embodiment of the Great Dao.
Thus, there was no difference at all.
If Ye Xiwen had been here, he would have recognized this man at once. Who else could he be but Crescent Moon Immortal Lord?
A terrifying aura radiated from Crescent Moon Immortal Lord, while law talismans danced endlessly around his hands.
At the same time, amid the chaos, Ye Xiwen's battle with Evil Corpse Mad Lord on one of the great battlefields had reached a fever pitch.
By now, Ye Xiwen had also noticed several more battlefields appearing within the chaos. Clearly, it was not merely Evil Corpse Mad Lord who had descended.
Yet with his current abilities, although he could contend against a Half-Step Chief Sovereign, he could only contend against one.
Even if he could match one, facing so many Half-Step Chief Sovereigns left him willing but powerless.
Not to mention that armies from so many Ancient Eras were now flooding in. They clearly intended to utterly destroy the Martial Dao Era and join this gluttonous feast. In this battle, the Creation God Dynasty had no road of retreat, the Chaos God Dynasty had no road of retreat, the Martial Dao Era had no road of retreat, and neither did he.
"Are you still going to struggle?" Evil Corpse Mad Lord gave a cold