In response to Thousand Autumn Realm's declaration of war, Mysterious Heaven Realm reacted swiftly.
If you want war, then war it shall be. There was no room for maneuver.
Since the establishment of the Origin True Realm, there had never been a war on such a massive scale.
Today, that peace was utterly shattered.
Across the battlefield between the two realms, winds and clouds surged. Terrifying sights filled every corner as the fighting began.
Ling Xiao also rushed to the front lines, bravely slaughtering enemies.
The battlefield was exceptionally dangerous, with no rules to speak of. Even figures at the ancestor level often hid in the shadows, launching sneak attacks against their opponents.
War was like this: it distinguished only life and death, never right and wrong.
No matter how cautious Ling Xiao was, he was still ambushed, nearly losing his life.
This battle lasted a long time—an entire hundred thousand years. Countless living beings spilled their blood.
Through this trial of life and death, battle and fire, Ling Xiao grasped twelve strands of transcendent power.
The battlefield was his paradise. Though dangerous, so long as living beings died, their Dao would be absorbed by Ling Xiao to strengthen his Infinite Great Dao.
Of course, not every Dao could improve him. But by discarding the dross and retaining the essence, accumulating bit by bit, the final qualitative transformation was enormous.
Having grasped twelve Daos, Ling Xiao's strength became even more terrifying. Even on the battlefield between the two realms, where experts gathered like clouds—
he rarely had any opponents.
Even ancestors with fifteen strands of transcendent power could trade blows with him on equal footing.
Below fifteen strands of transcendent power, he had no rivals at all.
The divine palaces of both realms also joined this great war. Some divine