The Dark God Realm had appeared in the world, and the aura of the Unparalleled Dao had alarmed the entire Forbidden Nine Provinces. All under heaven were horrified.
But that aura soon vanished without a trace.
Where the dark divine land had drifted, there was only an empty, deathly silence, with wisps of black mist rising and falling.
"What happened?"
"What happened to that aura that had nearly made one feel as though death were upon them?"
"Did the dark powerhouse from the Dark God Realm leave?"
The people of the world were filled with uncertainty.
At that moment, in the Kunlun Sacred Realm.
"It vanished?"
Even the big black dog was puzzled. He said, "The Master hasn't even truly made a move yet, and it already fled?"
Within the dark divine land, everyone was even more excited.
High in the sky, it was as though a painter's brush continued to descend. One Heavenly Waterfall after another took shape. Those Heavenly Waterfalls looked like the great curtains of time, reflecting space and time.
There was the roaring Bifang, the Qiongqi soaring into the heavens, and the Sacred Great Peng radiating boundless light...
The shadows of all kinds of giant beasts that had once dominated the Mythical World evolved before them, as though they were about to burst out from the departed river of time.
But time had passed, and the divine land had already become dark. No matter how intense the unwillingness of those ancient mythical beasts might have been, they could no longer reappear between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, a drop of blood seemed to pierce through the vast sky of time, descending from the Nine Heavens.
That drop of blood was like rolling lava, containing the blazing heat of life. It was like a surging ocean, carrying boundless