At this moment.
The laws of the entire Immortal Ancient Small World suddenly resonated violently.
This resonance was not confined to a single Small Thousand World; it swept across the vast reaches of all Immortal Ancient.
The sky let out muffled rumbles one after another. Then, the originally clear void seemed like a painting torn apart by an invisible pair of hands, slowly rolling back to either side from the middle.
An immense, boundless aura, ancient beyond measure, poured down from the depths of that torn sky.
Under countless stunned gazes, a Golden Dao Palace radiating endless brilliant light slowly descended from the rift in the void.
This Dao Palace was far too enormous, seemingly cast entirely from the purest Immortal Gold. Ten thousand rays of golden light and a thousand streams of auspicious radiance dyed the skies of the entire Immortal Ancient Small World a sacred gold.
As the Golden Dao Palace appeared, strange changes also began to occur in the boundless void below it.
Ancient chanting echoed between heaven and earth, and ripples like waves spread through the void.
Immediately afterward, one ancient, weathered arena after another manifested in midair.
These arenas were built from unknown giant stones, their surfaces covered in the mottled traces of time and dark-red bloodstains, exuding the grim, murderous air of clashing blades and charging steeds.
"Those are Immortal Dao Arenas."
Below, whether they were Heavenly Prides from the outside world or native inhabitants of Immortal Ancient, all let out uncontrollable cries of alarm.
Countless people stared fervently at those arenas and the Golden Dao Palace above.
Ancient legends had been passed down generation after generation among the natives of Immortal Ancient: when the Immortal Dao Arenas manifested, it signified that Immortal Ancient's ultimate fortune and great decisive battle had officially begun.
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