Dozens of powerful troops were smashed to pieces by a single punch from Chen Fusheng, leaving the ground drenched in blood!
Blood Mist filled the sky, but vanished in a flash, sinking into the Twelve Heavens Godly Fiends Grand Array. Even the flesh and blood scattered across the ground turned into nourishment.
Chen Fusheng looked like an overlord breaking out of his cage, wildness erupting from him, ready to spring into action.
With his current state, how could he afford to keep such a low profile? Otherwise, he would be letting down all the bitter cultivation and gains of these years.
The Treasure Land of the Saint Realm did not restrict realms.
However, there was one point: it was unlikely that extreme Venerables could unleash their full power inside.
That was because they had already condensed powerful Cosmic Sources. To the various remnants of civilization, they were no different from invaders and might face a counterattack from ancient civilizations.
Back then, in the Pure Yang Great Sea, even the Pure Yang Source had prohibited Venerables from entering.
There was another point: their Realm Systems had already taken shape, so it was difficult for them to gain anything from a Civilization Source unless they cut down a supreme Dao Fruit.
As for the day of the decisive battle in the Saint Realm, it would naturally be during the process when an unknown sacred star crossed the sky!
That would be the true Taotie feast. The Venerable giants would certainly risk everything to force their way inside. Even if there were only a one-in-a-billion chance, they would fight with everything they had to establish contact with the unknown sacred star.
Chen Fusheng surveyed this mud layer overflowing with radiance and sensed matter related to the Ascension Scripture.
Radiance surged from every pore