War raged in all directions, great battles stretching without end.
Chen Xun remained calm, showing not the slightest sign of fatigue. Unless the Three Thousand Great Worlds themselves collapsed, his Five-Elements Qi would flow without end. If they wanted to play a war of attrition, they could never exhaust him to death.
Yet since this battle began, he had seen through quite a bit of Ancient Immortal's true nature. He seemed like an aggregate that had absorbed the prodigies of the myriad races from several ancient eras... The Dao Accumulation within him was not inferior to Chen Xun's in the slightest!
"Damn... what kind of wild path is this?"
Though Chen Xun's expression remained as steady as ever, the curses in his heart had not diminished at all throughout the battle. This man never appeared in Immortal King Zang's memories. During the era of the Supreme Unity Immortal Court, he definitely never showed his face.
Rumble...
The sounds of heaven and earth collapsing were vast and thunderous. Endless arcs of spell-light swept across the eight desolations. The two stood far apart, immovable as mountains, as though neither could do anything to the other.
The sight nearly brought back Ke Ding's long-forgotten fear of gigantic things. He suddenly felt that the Great World Immortals' decision to suppress the Origin had been entirely correct...
If all the Immortals of the Three Thousand Great Worlds had gathered their immortal power and fought in earnest, the Human Race Celestial River would likely have been cleaved into pieces long ago. A great flood would have descended upon the Three Thousand Great Worlds, plunging countless living beings into misery.
The territory of the Three Thousand Great Worlds simply could not withstand a true melee between Immortals now. Elevating the Three Thousand Great Worlds was a path