Shou, Ge, and the others all rose to their feet, their expressions graver than ever as they stared at Mythical Center No. 2. The entire mythological tide was steeped in a heavy atmosphere, as though frozen solid.
All the Supreme Beings stood high in the sky, looking towards the uninvited visitors opposite them.
The other Supernatural Practitioners all felt a bone-piercing chill. It had actually followed them all the way here, finally catching up—and had stopped right next door.
And Pursuer Center No. 3—where was it now? If it too became their neighbor, it would be simply unimaginable, like a "natural disaster" descending.
Opposite them, Mythical Center No. 2 was vast and blazing, its radiance spreading into the nearby Decaying Universes. Yet it itself was silent; the Supreme Beings over there showed no movement for the moment.
"Something huge is about to happen. Is a bloody war about to erupt between different Mythical Sources? What a terrible age. Damn Luo!" Cai Dao Old Demon had a heavy heart and, as usual, insulted Luo.
Vero, the man in question, rubbed his temples. His earlier predictions and so on were being fulfilled one by one. This was an extremely dangerous sign.
Back then, when True Saints fought, the destructive force unleashed by conflicts between even a mere handful of Supreme Experts had already been considerable.
Now, for the first time since heaven and earth were opened, two vast Mythical Sources had met and collided like this. It was difficult to imagine just how terrifying the coming bloody battle would be.
Center No. 2 was exceedingly abnormal. It still showed no movement, as though it had directly entered the Mythological Frozen Era. No Supreme Beings emerged; it was silent as a graveyard.
"I fear this is only the beginning. Before long, the other