Heaven's Lament Battlefield, Ten Wastelands of the Immortal Realm.
This battlefield was not named Heaven's Lament because of Heaven's Lament itself, but because too many Immortal Realm cultivators had fallen here.
Buzz!
Buzz!
The Heaven-and-Earth Battlefield lay shrouded in gloom. Endless immortal light surged from deep behind the battlefield. Immortal Artifacts radiated overwhelming waves, while peerless Immortals strode through the skies. Covered in the blood of countless races, they charged fiercely from the rear.
"Primordial Immortal Clan."
"Oh?"
In the distant mountains, powerful figures with strange appearances slightly raised their eyes. They wore no robes, their fleshly bodies alone serving as immortal garments. Every step made the void quiver lightly, as though they were welcoming some ancient will.
At the sight of the Primordial Immortal Clan entering the battlefield, they felt no dread. Instead, a faint excitement rose in their eyes.
This clan was said to be innately undying and indestructible, the orthodox Immortal Race of the Immortal Realm. There were no weaklings within it, and its great name had long been known to them.
Moreover, ever since the war began, the Primordial Immortal Clan had remained huddled in the heartlands of the Three Thousand Immortal Domains. Members of this clan were rarely seen on the frontline battlefields, yet now over a thousand Primordial Immortals had arrived. This was a great medicine...!
"Tai Wenji."
Within an Immortal battlefield somewhere, a Nine Tribulations Dao Venerable broke away and descended. Suppressing the rampaging Dao injuries within his body, he landed before the leader of the Primordial Immortal Clan.
Seeing Tai Wenji, surprise flashed through his eyes. "You are not guarding the Boundless Immortal Domain. What are you doing at the frontline battlefield?"
Tai Wenji lowered his gaze. His pupils resembled the great tribulations of heaven, looking down upon all living