Incense Valley relied on the valley-protecting grand formation it had maintained for a thousand years and the advantage of the terrain to barely withstand the first wave of attacks. Yet it still suffered grievous casualties and could only hold its ground while awaiting reinforcements, watching helplessly as the living beings of the Southern Border were slaughtered. Its former Witch Race allies were either consumed or scattered in flight.
The Beast God did not linger overlong at Incense Valley. Its objective was clear—northward!
It would destroy the world of "Order" that had been created and protected by the one person it had once cared about—Linglong!
As for the cultivator who had once been audacious enough to use it to temper himself, the Beast God had never cared. Though the man was powerful, he had merely matched the Beast God while it was imprisoned.
Now, not only had it escaped its confinement, it had also recovered to its peak. The man was no cause for concern.
The flood of destruction began spreading toward Shenzhou Haotu like an unstoppable plague.
Every town and village along the way, whether inhabited by mortals or cultivators, was consumed and destroyed. Terror spread like wildfire.
Qingyun Sect and Heavenly Sound Temple had already issued a joint decree, calling upon all members of the Orthodox Dao to gather at Qingyun Mountain and resist this calamity together.
Countless cultivators, filled with tragic resolve, rushed toward Qingyun from every direction, preparing for this final battle that would determine the survival of the world.
The Beast God's northward advance far exceeded everyone's expectations. That flood of destruction was not the march of an army, but the erosion of a law and the expansion of a domain.
The dark-red canopy of heaven spread across the skies of Shenzhou Haotu like ink dropped