This man wore a black hood over his face. With a single axe stroke, he slew an Evil Spirit Great Vehicle Venerable, and he had already destroyed a full hundred Evil God Light artillery platforms!
The existence of the World-Crossing Elder had begun to influence the local course of the Extraterritorial Battlefield. Yet no one knew who he truly was. No one had ever seen his real face; they could only hear his vast, heaven-shaking voice.
But one thing was certain: he had to be an immortal cultivator of the Great World!
That utterly terrifying strength had won the admiration of cultivators from every race. Some powerful figures had tried to track him down, but all returned empty-handed.
In the end, everyone reached an unspoken understanding. This person clearly did not wish to reveal himself, so they should not keep searching for him.
The Extraterritorial Battlefield was vast and boundless. No one knew where he might appear. As long as he was not an enemy, that was enough.
On the ground of one battlefield, several cultivators were restoring their mana as they chatted idly:
"I wonder what race that World-Crossing Elder belongs to. A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to witness that senior make a move. He slew an Evil Spirit Great Vehicle Venerable!"
"Is that true?!"
"Great Vehicle powerhouses are renowned figures in any Heavenly Domain. Who would have thought Senior World-Crosser could actually slay one... Even when the Immortal Kingdom Military Court deals with Great Vehicle Venerables among the Evil Spirits, they need at least five cultivators of the same realm to encircle and kill one. Most of the time, they can only inflict grievous wounds."
Their eyes were filled with envy and reverence. If he truly was a slaughtering Heavenly Venerable of the Tribulation