Amid the chaos, terrifying tides of time and space surged and collided, scattering fragments of time that illuminated countless visions.
This was not the origin of the River of Time, only a node within it.
Farther ahead lay a stretch of chaos, where nothing could be seen.
Shi Lan had no way of knowing whether the Origin Heaven was truly the origin, nor did she wish to find out.
"We're finally here..."
Qing Lan murmured, her imperial robes stained with blood, killing intent lurking beneath the surface.
She had fought her way backward through the River of Time, and she had borne the heaviest pressure along the way.
Moreover, in the Ancient Immortal Era, she had been surrounded by Shi Lan's aura. She had grown accustomed to that environment, and the dense aura of the Origin Heavenly Dao now made her deeply uncomfortable.
Shi Lan did not rush to act. Instead, she lowered her gaze to the River of Time, where a vast, boundless continent was reflected in her eyes.
The Origin Continent. This was the first time Shi Lan had seen it in its true form.
Its vastness could scarcely be measured in units of distance. Aside from the River of Time, the Origin Continent was the only place capable of bearing battles between Sovereigns. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was so abundant it was horrifying—and this was after billions of years of decline.
Much like the chaotic battle within the River of Time, the Origin Continent was also awash in blood, with fighting erupting everywhere. The lives lost with every passing moment amounted to a terrifying number beyond all reckoning.
The Emperors of every race and the Monarchs at their helm had all turned to ashes amid the great calamity.
Even in this war against