For an entire month, Li Su had nearly reached the third foot of the Nine-Foot Heaven, yet nothing had happened.
With the three-month deadline nearing its end, the millennium war had already been put on the agenda.
This great battle would be held on an enormous island.
The participants would mainly be Celestial Immortals. All Celestial Immortals from the Upper, Central, and Lower Domains had to take part. Without question, it would be an exceptionally brutal war. Every time, vast numbers of Celestial Immortals fell within it, corpses carpeting the ground and blood flowing into rivers.
Elders of a faction in the Lower Domain, those who could even worm their way into the core ranks in the Central Domain, would become no different from mortal ants once they entered the millennium war. Their lives were worth less than dirt, and they would be cut down as easily as grass.
Even Heaven-Intercepting City could feel it.
The air was steeped in a heavy, solemn atmosphere.
In the millennium war, Celestial Immortals from nearly every power would enter the fray, including those from the great sects, who would join directly once the later stages arrived.
To be honest, Li Su had been somewhat unable to make sense of it at first.
Why organize such a war? Was it merely a matter of dividing up benefits?
It shouldn't be.
The benefits in the Mythical Realm that could truly move Sages and Great Luo were either in the Upper Domain or even deeper within, near where the Heavenly Court and the underworld lay.
On the contrary, the resources of the Central and Lower Domains amounted to nothing even in the eyes of Upper Domain powers.
This gap could be felt from the currency alone. Even the Central Domain still mainly used ancient bronze coins,