Primal Skin Scroll

Countless cultivators rose into the air.

Their eyes held fear, but also resolve.

Li Qingcang frowned.

"Do they really not know about the Outside World?"

Little White's voice came through the Abyss Channel.

"Doesn't look like an act."

"The boundaries of their understanding have been sealed off by this Great Universe."

"To them, the Heavenly Profound Realm is everything."

The old man in gold robes stepped forward and slammed down an ancient seal.

Fourth Step power erupted.

Space collapsed, and Causality surged backward.

Li Qingcang raised his blade to meet it head-on and was blasted back a hundred zhang.

"He's strong."

Huang Yan leaned half his body through the rift and pressed down with one hand.

The old man in gold robes and his seal were both seized by a giant hand from the Death Kingdom.

The old man roared.

"Demons! Don't even think of enslaving my realm!"

Huang Yan dragged him outside.

"Quit yelling. Boss wants to see you."

The old man struggled desperately.

In the end, he was pulled straight out of the Great Universe and thrown into the Abyss Temporary Containment Zone.

More than a dozen Third Step powerhouses were captured alongside him.

The moment these people entered the Abyss, their reactions were remarkably uniform.

First, they froze.

Then, they raged.

Finally, they stared blankly at the Abyss Star Sea above them.

The old man in gold robes stood within the Containment Array, and even his voice had changed.

"This... isn't the Heavenly Profound Realm?"

Yang Yu's projection appeared before them.

"No."

The old man stared at him.

"Then what lies beyond the Heavenly Profound Realm?"

Yang Yu answered calmly.

"A Divine Corpse."

The old man fell silent.

The Third Step cultivators behind him also fell silent.

They had cultivated for countless years.

They had fought over