The Realm of Creation, once a paradise, was gone. In its place were ruins and corpses scattered everywhere, including Shen Xiu, one of the four prodigies of Archaic Era.
"Hurry up and go!!"
Several elders, covered in blood, roared and used all their strength to throw several disciples out.
"Sect Master, Elders!!"
The disciples were already in tears.
They hated how weak their cultivation was, only able to watch helplessly.
BANG!!
Upper Realm Immortal pressed down with one hand, and the elders instantly exploded.
Blood splattered, a gruesome scene.
"Why is it still not here?!"
Upper Realm Immortal roared, his eyes bulging, as if he had lost his mind.
You see, his master in the Upper Realm had placed a curse on them when they descended to this lower realm to prevent them from hoarding the Seal of the Great Dao of Time. If they didn't return to the Upper Realm within five years to remove the curse, they would suffer unimaginable torment until their Primordial Spirit was utterly destroyed.
He had initially thought the Seal of the Great Dao of Time was on Ye Chen, so he hadn't been too anxious, believing he still had time even if he spent two and a half years in seclusion to recover.
But who knew that Ye Chen didn't have it, and he had wasted two and a half years.
At this moment, he was desperate!
Even though he knew Realm of Creation had a lineage in the Upper Realm, it didn't stop him from entering and slaughtering indiscriminately.
"Who has the Seal of the Great Dao of Time!?"
Upper Realm Immortal frantically pulled at his hair, completely driven mad.
He couldn't understand where he had gone wrong. He had killed so many prodigies of Archaic Era, yet he still hadn't found