True Land's Ancient Pass was mysterious and beyond tracing. No one knew which era it had originated in; there was no way to verify or deeply investigate it. At the very least, it had existed far longer than any Disaster Lord present.
It was majestic and towering, yet sealed tight, woven over and covered by Great Dao texture.
At that moment, boundless runes bloomed, and an ocean of mist surged up, drowning that place. The Ancient Pass had once rumbled violently, shaking without end.
The Curse Beast had once said that something had gone wrong with the great cycle of the supernatural, and it was not the work of the Disaster Lords. Wang Xuan had entered the True Land precisely to investigate these matters, and he strongly suspected that they were connected to this Ancient Pass.
Dao charm stagnated there, flowing with difficulty.
The Sole Dao seemed to be nearby as well, shrouded by mist, as though something were devouring the Dao.
Runes and mist surged and evolved there, forming a true natural disaster. When it took shape and spread apart, it greatly resembled the Eternal Silence Umbrella!
"Is it him?" Wang Xuan froze. He saw a pair of legs belonging to some mysterious Disaster Lord. The right leg was covered in silver scales, while the left was covered in luxuriant purple-glowing fur. It was extremely strange.
The upper body missing from those legs appeared at that moment, right before the pitch-black, chilling Ancient Pass. The earth split apart, and a blood-colored body rose towering through the mist.
He reassembled there into a complete living being!
Moreover, he did not linger. He charged directly toward the imposing Ancient Pass and actually plunged inside in a single motion.
Everyone was stunned. Even giants who had tried to knock upon the pass