From that day on, the Heavenly Constant Sect vanished from the world, as though it had never existed.
It was not only the Heavenly Constant Sect—other transcendent factions also chose to seal their mountain gates, leaving not even a shadow in sight.
From then on, the Southern Continent fell completely silent.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin walked across the land that had become ruins, his heart filled with endless emotion.
The ground all around was scorched yellow, plumes of black smoke rising from the earth. Mountains had been destroyed, blasted apart—it had truly become an apocalyptic wasteland.
"Alas."
Ye Lin sighed, then vanished in a flash, his eyes continuously sweeping the surroundings.
Everyone was dead. Not a single living creature could be seen, leaving Ye Lin utterly helpless. At least let one living person appear.
This showed just how thoroughly the Southern Continent had been ravaged.
Elsewhere, in a certain place within the Southern Continent, a group of sea beasts occupied the land. In midair, an entirely azure Azure Dragon coiled in the sky, its lantern-sized eyes filled with majesty.
"Dragon Venerable, at present, fewer than one in ten living beings remain in the Southern Continent. Their strength is practically nonexistent to us. Do you think we should...?"
Below, a crab ten thousand meters tall spoke respectfully.
"No. Though fewer than one in ten living beings remain in the Southern Continent, those transcendent factions are all doing fine. Every one of them is sly as a ghost; they are not easy to deal with."
"Besides, the Southern Continent's spiritual veins have now been severed. There is little point in occupying it."
The Azure Dragon's incomparably majestic voice spread through the surroundings. Looking at the sea beasts below, each eager to make a move, the Azure Dragon changed the subject.
"However, if you