"Is this... a Fate City?"
Qin Jun looked at the massive city wrapped in Dao Dust and muttered in confusion.
He could sense that the mysterious city was entwined with the Power of Destiny. It was clearly a Fate City, yet there was not a trace of life within it. He had no idea who had sent it into the Primordial Chaos.
Could the Fate City be connected to the Origin God Race?
Qin Jun secretly speculated. Beyond the Primordial Chaos, who else could it be besides the Origin God Race?
Hongjun dragged the Fate City before them. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Sect Master Tongtian, and Cheng Yaojin also gathered around it. The Fate City was incomparably vast, its streets lined with countless black stone statues that looked as though they had been sealed. There were statues of every race, except humans. Their expressions were savage, as if they had suffered immense pain before death.
"There's something wrong with this city."
Sect Master Tongtian said gravely. As he spoke, his gaze sharpened, and tens of thousands of crimson swords floated above the Fate City. Blood patterns coiled around the surfaces of those swords. They were Immortal Blood, containing terrifyingly powerful might.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
Crimson swords shot through the Fate City at extreme speed.
Everyone else stared unblinkingly at the Fate City, wanting to see what was so strange about it.
At that moment, the Fate City suddenly began to shake violently, as though something was about to burst out from within.
All the black statues in the city began to crack apart. Immediately afterward, ferocious beasts roared as they emerged. They did not linger, instead crazily flying out of the Fate City at incredible speed and scattering in different directions like a swarm of bees.
Rumble—
The streets of