After Li Su vanished into the void with the Seat of Saints, the Sovereigns and the others almost immediately departed with the great sects' sacred grounds.
Not only did they leave themselves, but aside from the portion of Human Sect disciples left behind to deal with the other plagues among the mortal corpses, the disciples from the upper, middle, and lower three regions were likewise divided into seven groups and taken away.
Unexpectedly, no great battle broke out.
Even after the seven great sects dispersed, there was still nothing. The Evil Spirits never appeared from beginning to end.
Li Su could not help but furrow his brow.
If the enemy showed themselves, there would be ways to respond no matter what. What he feared most was precisely this—a stagnant pool, without the slightest ripple.
Still, it was not as though there was no movement at all.
Not long after the Sovereigns and the others departed with the great sects' sacred grounds, astonishing energy fluctuations came from afar. An oceanic quantity of extraordinary spiritual energy was converging in a certain direction.
That direction should have been where the alien races were. A great battle seemed to have erupted there.
The scale was terrifying!
Even across a distance of tens of thousands of light-years, an extraordinary ebb tide had occurred. That was a phenomenon caused only when the strongest of powerhouses fought, nearly draining the extraordinary power from a particular area.
It was like seawater: if a patch in the middle suddenly emptied out, the water around it would naturally be drawn in at once.
This was undoubtedly terrifying, a scale never seen before.
In fact, Li Su could also trigger such a phenomenon—for example, by activating his frenzied energy absorption mode—but that would cover at most several dozen light-years. And that