The Mist Sea of the Ancient Realm was its most mysterious region. It seemed boundless, forever shrouded in mist.
Incomparably powerful mutant beasts prowled its waters. Both the skies and the sea were fraught with danger, but the greatest problem was that some force seemed to influence the Mist Sea. Without sufficient strength, no one dared cross it.
Daozhen was a veteran of the Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm, and his strength was beyond question, yet even he had needed five days to cross the Mist Sea.
In his view, with Ling Cangyan overseeing matters, his mastery of arrays, and so many troops stationed at a fortified defensive base, they should have been able to hold out for a few days even if they were no match for the Mechanical Empire.
Yet when he crossed the Mist Sea and reached the coastal waters, his heart sank.
Fragments of Sky Arks and tattered battle banners drifted across the water here and there, but not a single bone remained. Judging by the vicious fish swimming beneath the dark surface, the bodies had probably been devoured long ago.
His brow furrowed. Had they retreated into the Mist Sea after their defeat? But why had he encountered none of them on his way here?
No longer daring to enter the Red Rock Continent openly, he concealed himself and flew a thousand kilometers to the coast. From afar, he spotted the horrific battlefield along the shore.
The continent had been shattered. Broken mountain ranges and fractured earth lay everywhere, leaving hundreds of kilometers of land riddled with wounds.
Wrecked starships jutted diagonally from the ground, countless mech remains littered the area, and more than a dozen shattered Sky Arks lay scattered across the beach.
There was no sign of anyone from the Tianli Sect on the