In the material world, the five great nations, the churches that worshipped the five great powerhouses, and the various cultivators under their command all began to move.
Church temples were scattered throughout every corner of the Main World, and the plan to search for heretics had swiftly unfolded.
The five nations had carved up the world, each backed by a different church.
This arrangement had lasted for countless years, and they had warred against one another for countless years.
The borders lay beneath the shadow of war all year round, while the heartlands of the nations were mostly filled with songs and dances.
Negative and positive emotions would arise in an endless stream, nourishing the development of the entire universe.
At this moment, beneath the most desolate wilderness in the north, an eerie nest had formed underground at some unknown time.
Spreading across a thousand li, a dense three-dimensional network had given rise to all manner of Nameless Human Race.
Their numbers had already reached the tens of millions, forming an overall structure centered on flesh and blood.
They devoured everything, from living beings to matter. Now, they were about to burst from the earth.
In an ordinary small city in the north, the dead of night had long since fallen into utter silence.
Suddenly, caves opened one after another across the city streets, and grotesque creatures crawled out.
Shoulder to shoulder, they swiftly occupied every major thoroughfare in the city.
The first to be destroyed was the city's temple. Every church member within was killed; not a single one survived.
Next came the city's generals and officials. Every one of them was parasitized by the Nameless Human Race.
When daylight came, every human in the city discovered in terror that the streets were filled with monsters.
They stood guard