Today.
Dao Zhi Heng and the other four returned to the Azure Night Heavenly Continent, bringing back endless heavenly materials and earthly treasures—local specialties from the Mystic Ancient Immortal Realm. Their trip had not been in vain.
The star signs of the Final Land shifted with a thunderous roar.
Outside the World-Severing Mountains.
The Stele-Guarding Clan prostrated themselves in thanks to the exalted lord of the Final Land, bowing again and again. The Human Race man in particular left a deep impression on their hearts. Their watchful gazes looked hopefully toward the indescribable phenomena in the depths of the Final Land as he murmured, "When next year comes, we shall offer tea in tribute to Senior..."
Ancient Court.
Xi Tian suddenly opened his eyes and gazed into the depths of space with a sigh. "So they are finally leaving... Fine."
The Great Dao blockade of the Final Land had already been cleared away. It was the perfect time for Ancient Court to investigate. Those prehistoric remnant clans were eating meat; they would follow along and drink the broth.
Ten years later.
Xi Tian was still the first to step into the Final Land.
The sky had fallen for him!
Not even a drop of broth had been left behind...
Only the "corpses" of countless mysterious treasures remained. Looking as far as the eye could see, even the turf seemed to have been scraped clean.
Xi Tian was so furious that he laughed instead. Yet there were many strange phenomena here, countless secret realms, and a boundless territory. There was still a chance. He refused to believe the prehistoric remnant clans could truly flatten the entire place.
Ten years later.
He had wandered for another ten years, picking up quite a few scraps and tracing back many Dao marks. It counted