Some of these islands were utterly dead and silent, without even a trace that living beings had ever existed upon them; there was not the slightest hint of life within.
Some islands were entirely seas of fire.
Others were entirely covered in water.
Still others resembled enormous blocks of ice.
In short, there was everything.
As he walked, Ye Lin suddenly stopped.
Because he saw an incomparably vast continent.
That continent was the size of an entire great world.
Its boundaries could not be seen in any direction.
Before this continent, Ye Lin was as tiny as an ant.
No, he was a speck of dust—he did not even amount to an ant.
"Oh? Let's take a look."
After looking it over, a flicker of interest flashed through Ye Lin's eyes.
He would go inside and have a look.
As Ye Lin took a single step, his figure silently entered the continent.
Fortunately, there were no barriers blocking the outskirts, so he could enter with complete ease.
"Red Old Devil, you can't cut it anymore, can you? You're old now, aren't you? Today, your Divine Dragon Dynasty is doomed. This Saint has spoken."
"Hmph. Though this old man is old, you, a mere junior, are not qualified to spout such nonsense. When this old man's name shook the Southern Region, you had not even been born yet. Come, fight."
"Hahaha! Putting on a brave face while suffering inside—watch me personally chop off your head."
The moment he entered, Ye Lin witnessed a great battle.
In the Void, two first-layer Quasi-Saint experts clashed relentlessly, smashing the Void apart again and again.
On the ground, more than a dozen giants standing between heaven and earth were locked in hand-to-hand combat. The earth was shattered beneath them, mountains collapsed, and rivers were severed.