Yi Tian's Crisis-Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine!

Yi Tian's Crisis—Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine!

Six years passed in the blink of an eye. Within the boundless void, desolation and darkness were the eternal refrain. The Outer Realm Battlefield was an extremely peculiar region of the void. Three great battle islands loomed in three places like three primordial beasts, facing one another from afar and radiating terrifying fluctuations. Each battle island gathered countless powerful experts.

Deep within the central cave abode on Origin Battle Island, the Great Commander's voice rang out: "Has Hun Qianmo still not returned?"

"Great Commander, the Grand Elder still hasn't returned!"

He Shi's low voice came from the cave abode beside them.

"What happened? It's only a Black Wind Vortex. Six years have already passed—how could he still not have returned?"

The Great Commander's voice suddenly grew heavy, carrying a trace of puzzlement.

"Reporting to the Great Commander, the Grand Elder sent back word some time ago that Chen Yun was the only one who still hadn't come out, so the Grand Elder and the others were waiting there!"

Yang Hui Tian's voice suddenly rang out from another cave abode, carrying an indescribable undertone. The moment he spoke, the fluctuations within the other three Elders' cave abodes all became violent, while the central cave abode fell into silence. Only after a long while did the Great Commander's voice come from within: "Have you found out the reason?"

"No! The other two sides left one after another. Only the Grand Elder remained there unwillingly, hoping that a miracle would appear!"

Yang Hui Tian's voice sounded faintly, and his implication was obvious.

"Impossible! A Black Wind Vortex couldn't possibly keep Chen Yun there!"

The Dragon Emperor's voice suddenly rang out in rebuttal.

"But what if he was killed? Supposedly, that freak from God Realm Battle