The starry sky was stained with blood.
One immensely powerful True Immortal-level corpse after another lay sprawled across the desolate universe, speaking of the battle's brutality and sorrow.
The man in azure robes had clear eyes and a tranquil smile. His voice was warm and bright, yet his words made countless powerful cultivators tremble in fear. "I said it already: whoever dares harm Fellow Daoist Bulang shall be killed without mercy!"
A simple sentence shook the starry sky and made every top expert on the Continent of Creation wary!
"Damn it... where did these monsters even come from?"
"Too terrifying, too unbelievable. This completely defies all reason."
The Continent of Creation's top experts were filled with both resentment and sighs.
They had never expected that Imperial Son Bulang alone would be enough to defy the heavens, only for another Qiu Ming to appear now.
Each was more terrifying than the last.
By now, they had calmed down as well.
Could someone who had witnessed An Bulang's heaven-defying display and still remained utterly confident in fighting him—even guarding him so that he could recover to his peak state—possibly be weak?
It was simply that the Creation Diagram was too alluring, driving countless powerful cultivators mad and even stripping them of their reason.
Only when the blood of powerful cultivators had drenched the starry sky, and one expert after another had fallen, did those who remained finally calm down.
Qiu Ming once again stood quietly in the starry sky, guarding An Bulang's side.
Even though treasures continued to emerge from the First Forbidden Land, he did not join the scramble for any of them.
Those unaware of the truth might have thought he and An Bulang were brothers bound by deep affection.
But only those who knew the inside story understood that