At this moment, the edge of the Crimson Wasteland had long been crowded with a vast number of Sea Race cultivators, each of them staring covetously at the continent ahead.
On that continent, countless cultivators stood upon the ground and in the sky—Humans, Stone Clan members, Demon Beasts—forming a dense, sprawling mass.
The land races that usually could not stand one another had now united, watching the densely packed Sea Race within the deep sea before them.
The two sides faced off against each other, and the air was thick with an incomparably intense scent of gunpowder.
It seemed as though war could break out between them at any moment.
Ye Lin and the others' arrival caused cultivators from both sides to look up at them.
"Worms, where are the prodigies of our Crimson Wasteland?"
The next moment, a stern voice rang out.
Ye Lin looked over and saw a massive black bear standing on the ground, its entire body radiating an incomparably terrifying aura.
Yet the instant Ye Lin saw that black bear, he smiled.
This fellow was only at the first layer of the Golden Immortal Realm.
"Hmph..."
Zhang Wusheng snorted coldly and attacked directly, terrifying power of laws spreading without end.
The black bear that had just spoken was instantly crushed into a pulp, its Primordial Spirit mercilessly shattered as well.
"Did your family not teach you any manners?"
"When a weakling faces the strong, they must show the respect they ought to."
Zhang Wusheng sneered as he looked at the living beings below.
"Let's go."
Seeing Zhang Wusheng make his move, Ye Lin did not dwell on it further and merely spoke indifferently.
Several streaks of light brazenly cut through the clouds and entered the Crimson Wasteland.
At that moment, no one dared stop them. No