Twenty years. A world-shaking battle had raged for a full twenty years.
During that time, more and more Saint Realm powerhouses joined the battle, and the battlefield gradually spread from the void left behind by a destroyed universe to the entire multiverse.
By now, virtually every faction capable of communicating with or crossing into other universes knew that something major had happened in the multiverse.
The Lord of Destiny had descended, seeking death alone.
There were too many versions and countless explanations of the incident.
Some said this was actually Supreme Blue-White: She from back then, not any Lord of Destiny at all. He had deliberately called himself that to force all the multiverse's powerhouses to join forces and kill him, thereby seeking a breakthrough.
Others said Lan Mu was a realm above the Blue-White Realm, born into the world to destroy it, while the Saints were joining forces to resist him.
In short, no matter how it was explained, one super powerhouse taking on three thousand Saints alone had become an indisputable fact.
At first, it had merely been a battle involving over two hundred Saints. Later, it became nine hundred Saints fighting together. Now... the number of Saints had reached three thousand.
Strangely enough, not a single Saint had fallen in those twenty years. The only one who had died was the one Wushi had killed earlier to establish his authority.
Only the Saints who had truly participated in the battle knew that Lan Mu had shown mercy.
He had never dealt a killing blow to any enemy in this battle. He always battered them until they were half-dead, then let them leave to recuperate.
Batch after batch of Saints dragged their broken bodies back in defeat. The moment they returned to their own universes, countless fellow cultivators