The strong were the true heaven and earth.
They ruled over all things, lofty and supreme, seated high above as they watched the years flow by and the sun and moon sink into ruin.
It took Ye Lin a full half hour before he barely reached the Southern Continent. Even with his Earth Immortal cultivation, the journey had taken half an hour—one could imagine just how far the Southern Continent was from the Western Continent.
And just how vast the Endless Sea must be.
Within the Xuanhuang Great World, the Endless Sea contained sixty percent of all experts. Even if every expert on land mobilized, they might not be able to do anything to the Endless Deep Sea.
With one careless move, they might even be counter-killed.
The deep-sea races of the Endless Sea were also part of Ye Lin's plan. Everything had to wait until he completely controlled the five continents; only then would he have the capital to negotiate with the sea races within the Endless Sea.
After all, from beginning to end, he was alone.
Even with the others added in, there was still some pressure.
The Southern Continent was now a scene of utter devastation. The earth had split apart, even the vault of heaven had been punched through, and spiritual energy was thin.
Cracks and magma were everywhere across the land, along with corpses carpeting the heavens and earth.
"What exactly happened here?"
Ye Lin stood in the sky, a trace of pity in his eyes. The corpses on the ground were all those of Human Race experts.
His divine sense swept across hundreds of millions of miles, and what sent chills down his back was that not a single living being existed within that vast range.
What kind of concept was hundreds of millions