That fighting had taken place on the enormous island before them had long been within Qin Fengming and his companions' expectations. But when they actually saw the scene of battle, every member of the group, including Li Xue, froze on the spot.
How could the word "devastating" alone possibly describe what lay before them?
Broken walls and ruins littered the distant mountains. The towering, undulating peaks had clearly been cleaved by attacks of indescribable power, leaving enormous, horrifying fissures across them.
Those fissures cut across the mountain ranges like ravines, dividing the vast ranges into separate sections. Some peaks had even had half their bulk blasted away.
Across the vast region, the scars Qin Fengming saw were not the relatively smooth traces left by immense surges of energy, but jagged grooves of shattered rock.
It was precisely these enormous, startling ravines that sent a sudden chill rising through Qin Fengming's heart.
He was utterly certain that these enormous ravines among the towering mountains had been smashed into existence by some mighty being using nothing but its physical strength.
To smash a groove through a mountain ridge dozens or even a hundred zhang wide with pure physical strength—what kind of force, what kind of might did that require? Merely thinking about it sent an icy chill down Qin Fengming's back.
Against such an attack, all Qin Fengming could think of was fleeing at full speed. Resisting it with divine abilities or secret arts was absolutely impossible.
No attack, not even the Profound Purple Sword unleashed at full power, could possibly withstand a blow of such force.
The three cultivators and one beast hovered above the island's shore for a long time. None of them moved.
There was no doubt that something terrifying existed on this island. Before a ferocious beast of