Even mighty figures like Immortal Lord Netherstar, Devil Lord Yuzhang, and Ghost Lord Black Mountain had fallen one after another. Even an expert of Golden Shadow Ancestral Devil's stature had been trapped in one place.
He had imprisoned figures like Snake Lord Jade Moon and Nishang in the Green Fruit Barrier.
Even Skycloud Devil Venerable would have met a grim fate if he hadn't needed Lu Xiaotian's help to find Lei Peng Hall Master in this frenzied space.
Thinking it over, Lu Xiaotian had achieved an astonishing record in recent days, but what he felt was neither joy nor satisfaction. All he felt was the melancholy of white clouds turning into gray dogs, of a world where nothing stayed the same.
Looking up from below, he had seen those senior experts standing high above, almost shining alongside the sun and moon and living as long as heaven and earth.
Looking down from above, however, everyone seemed as insignificant as an ant. Even those at the same level as him, though better able to withstand danger, still had forces that could threaten them.
Cultivators at lower levels didn't know what was happening only because their realms limited their sight. It didn't mean that no one was dying.
The Immortal Lords, Devil Lords, and Ghost Lords who had fallen one after another were all figures who had shaken their respective realms. In the end, they had still vanished like the wind.
Perhaps, seen from the level of a Heavenly Emperor, he was no more than one ant among countless others. One could not know the sky's height without climbing a mountain, nor the earth's depth without standing beside a deep ravine.
With those thoughts in mind, Lu Xiaotian let the fluctuations of law within him spread outward, reaching farther and farther from