After their conversation, the two became a little more familiar with each other.
Qin Tian stood tall, his gaze piercing through the world wall as he looked toward the Demon Soil on the other side, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
"Those lands once belonged to the Great Thousand."
In the beginning, the territory of the Great Thousand World had been far vaster than it was now, with countless races standing side by side and all living things vying freely beneath the frosty heavens.
However, in ancient times, the invasion of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan shattered that order. This calamity, which swept across the Great Thousand World, could be called exceptionally tragic.
According to ancient records, countless powerful Ancient Races had vanished without a trace from then on, and innumerable proud geniuses and outstanding heroes had fallen at the hands of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan.
In that ancient battle, although the Great Thousand World temporarily broke the Extraterritorial Evil Clan's invasion, the price it paid was extremely heavy.
More than half of its territory fell under the control of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan. The spiritual energy that had once filled heaven and earth was tainted by the evil clan with demonic aura, turning the entire world into a stretch of Demon Soil.
With such an outcome, that ancient battle of the Great Thousand World had in truth only been a bitter victory.
"The current silence of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan is only temporary hibernation. Those things will not give up on invading the Great Thousand World!" Qin Tian said in a low voice.
Every time the Extraterritorial Evil Clan was mentioned, it caused a fierce fluctuation to appear in his indifferent tone, as though old memories were surging up in his heart.
Sensing the emotions suppressed beneath Qin Tian's