Flood of Cataclysm

East Sea.

Within a stretch of sea.

Terrifying power twisted the space across a million li, forming a pocket world—a battlefield grotto-heaven—where two of this world's foremost beings were locked in fierce combat.

One side was an endless sea abyss, like a deep and boundless starry sky. Countless stars, like pearls in the depths of the sea, adorned the dark blue of the abyss, which resembled black swan velvet. It possessed an indescribable dreamlike splendor, making one feel as though they had entered a starry sea of eternal night.

The other side was a dark crimson hell. Endless heat seemed to lurk within that blood-red darkness. The sky, the earth, the void... everything seemed split by drought into countless dark crimson veins. Vast numbers of Demonic Beasts rose and sank there; one glance made it seem as though one would fall into an endless Demon Grotto.

The powers of both sides continuously converged. Though no true all-out battle had begun, the spiritual energy throughout this million-li region constantly clashed under the influence of their Great Dao Laws.

They even evolved a Grotto-heaven World that was neither wholly real nor wholly false, giving birth to two great alien races born from scorched earth and the vast ocean, battling under the wills of the Supreme Existences behind them.

Clearly, those fighting here were Celestial Venerable Canghai, leader of the East Sea Immortal Alliance, and Drought Demon, master of the Western Desert Demon Den.

"Neither of you is the true body!"

After a brief exchange, a trace of gloom appeared on Celestial Venerable Canghai's face as he declared decisively.

Drought Demon's true body had already reached the Pseudo Dao Integration Realm. Even if he wielded a trace of the mighty power belonging to the Heavenly River, they should not have been evenly matched.