Enter the Island

Bang!

A terrifying Mushroom Cloud rose into the air. The endlessly roiling layered clouds carried a blood-red hue that made hearts tremble, while a sound beyond the limits life could endure turned heaven and earth deathly silent... Everything was like a scene of the apocalypse descending.

When all the strange phenomena finally vanished again, the ground had completely turned into magma, erupting from time to time. Lava filled the sky, falling in all directions like a rain of fire, and everywhere looked as though a natural catastrophe had struck.

This place had thoroughly become a land of death. Unless a Spirit Transformation mighty figure moved mountains to fill the molten rock, suppressed the earth veins, and repaired it with all manner of Heaven and Earth Rare Treasures, it would not recover its original state for several thousand, perhaps even ten thousand years.

After noticing the obvious abnormality of a trap, the Heavenly River Old Monster did not arrogantly underestimate his opponent in the slightest. Without hesitation, he deployed the Floating Spirit Island and fired another shot.

Since the other side wanted to wage trench warfare with them, what was there to hesitate over?

Naturally, spirit warships, cannons, formations... Whatever they could use to serve them, they would use!

Could it be that they were foolish enough to charge in at the front?

Yet, to the surprise of the cultivators inside the room, once the apocalyptic scene before them settled slightly, the Martial Dao Spirit Island still stood within the dense black mist and the core region warped by extreme heat. Although it had lost roughly one-fifth of its area, the remaining portions seemed unchanged.

"Interesting. These little evil cultivators actually made something like this."

Seeing this, the Heavenly River Old Monster could not help but sneer. Without hesitation, he ordered