An indescribable pressure blanketed the heavens. The four figures who had suddenly arrived each brought Shi Lan a grave premonition of death.
She had now used the laws of spacetime to open one of the dragon gates along her spine. She wielded part of the power of annihilation and would not be at a disadvantage against those in the Divine Nether Realm. With the Immortal Armor's help, killing them would be no difficult feat.
But the people before her had all stepped into the Other Shore realm. Moreover, they had traveled an immensely long distance toward the far end of the River of Spacetime.
Perhaps they were already close to the Sovereign realm. At the very least, they were on Lingyun's level—existences that could shake the past and startle the present.
With Shi Lan's current strength, she had no chance of winning a direct clash. This was clearly a precise ambush aimed at this place.
Boom—
A tremendous crash came from the center of the valley. A towering spirit tree burst from the ground, sending rocks and soil flying into the sky. Its countless roots spread without end, tearing through the void as it tried to escape.
It had sensed the great terror of life and death, and its instinct to survive was driving it to flee.
"We're too late. The human elite are no longer here. Only the old, the weak, and the sick remain."
High above, the woman, clad in little more than a few scraps of clothing, furrowed her brow with regret. A striking veil of battle-woven blood energy gradually covered her body.
"Attack!"
Jun Xuan wasted no words. He raised a hand and severed spacetime, fixing his divine sense on Shi Lan below as the laws of spacetime swirling around him began to boil.
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