Deathly Silence, Oppression!

A great battle had erupted with extreme suddenness, yet showed no sign of easing, lasting nearly half a year before it barely came to an end.

Yet this end was not an end in the literal sense.

Rather, both sides seemed to have exhausted themselves and temporarily called a truce.

After half a year of bitter fighting, the deep sea that had once been black as an abyss had turned thick as slurry. Blinding scarlet blood churned, and countless severed limbs drifted across the surface. If one ventured beneath the waters to inspect them, it would not be difficult to discover that the carnage upon the surface was merely the tip of the iceberg.

Within the rolling, sprawling trenches of the seabed, countless broken corpses had long since piled into mountains, carpeting the ocean floor throughout this stretch of sea. Some even jutted above the surface, forming corpse islands large and small! The sky, too, had long been hidden from view. A thick layer of blood-colored clouds and mist completely shrouded the heavens; even the blazing sun could not pierce through in the slightest.

The sea lay deathly silent. Only a few remaining, out-of-control low-level Monster Beasts still darted through this mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Though Monster Beasts possessed meager intelligence, they ultimately retained the instinct to seek profit and avoid harm.

Though blood covered heaven and earth and all of it was superior Blood Food, driven by that instinct to seek profit and avoid harm, they still scrambled to flee this place, stirring wave after wave of blood.

At the two ends of this blood-colored world, perhaps having temporarily reached some unspoken understanding, both humans and demons had retreated nearly a thousand li.

This blood-colored world was like a boundary line, deeply branded upon the Vast