The 170th year of Three Hundred Years of Despair.
The forbidden grounds, which had been launching all-out attacks, withdrew. This sudden news left the people of the world utterly bewildered.
They could not understand why the forbidden grounds, which held the advantage, would retreat at such a moment.
But before long, everyone came to their senses, and their fighting spirit surged to unprecedented heights.
After all, this was the first time the people of the world had defeated the forbidden grounds.
Those factions that had once wavered began to strike, while the high-level cultivators hiding in the shadows emerged from their Cave Dwellings one after another.
They truly feared the forbidden grounds, but they hated them just as deeply.
When no one led the charge, they might have avoided the fight. But once someone took the lead, the fury in their hearts would be stirred.
What was more, they were no longer facing the most difficult Life and Death Battle, but the incomparably satisfying task of beating a dog that had fallen into the water.
They might not have had the courage to fight one-on-one, but ganging up on an enemy was something they knew all too well.
In the void.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Vast stretches of land flew through the void as countless cultivators began attacking them.
Yet faced with the forbidden grounds' formidable defenses, few cultivators of the Chang Sheng Epoch could break through.
Seeing this, Lu Mingyu said softly, "Teacher's grasp of the human heart is truly exquisite beyond compare."
"To be honest, ever since I took over the situation in the Chang Sheng Epoch, I had never figured out how the Chang Sheng Epoch could win this war."
"Now it seems Teacher foresaw this situation long ago."
At those words, Chen Feng glanced at the