The Primordial Bloody Battle Ground—the Dead Star Sea—was no longer as dead, gloomy, and silent as it used to be.
Some elite forces from the four True Saint dojos had arrived. Their twenty-eight divisions were strong and formidable, their imposing aura swallowing the starry skies. Their iron armor gleamed with a cold light that illuminated the chilly universe, and their battle flags fluttered, blotting out the sun and sky.
Aside from them, all sorts of related personnel had followed along. Since the Dead Star Sea ahead was destined to become the center of public discourse for hundreds or even thousands of years, how could it not attract widespread attention?
For instance, certain news platforms, supernatural video websites, betting giants, and underground black markets had all appeared in their wake. For them, the prospects here were promising.
The bloodiest battle had yet to erupt, but the vanguard troops of various industries had already made their appearance.
"Everyone, do you see what's behind me? The twenty-eight divisions of the four True Saint dojos, as well as the tragic Five Tribulations Mountain, all possess a blood qi resembling nebulae and divine seas, transforming into a tangible substance and crashing here like terrifying waves!"
Someone posted an article accompanied by photos. Indeed, the visible, deep crimson blood qi stained the very atmosphere of the star sea with heaviness.
"Did you see that? I'm refining extraordinary treasures using the blood qi of dozens of divisions from the five True Saint dojos. Their spirituality is skyrocketing—anyone in need can contact me!"
"Fellow Daoists, I've set up a furnace to forge pills on the edge of the Dead Star Sea. There is boundless death qi here, alongside the flourishing life qi of the True Saint faction's massive army. This is truly a rare pattern where yin and