Three months passed slowly.
Over those three months, the atmosphere throughout the Great Thousand World grew increasingly tense.
The source of that tension lay at the border between the Great Thousand World and the Extraterrestrial Evil Tribe, where brutal battles had been breaking out one after another.
The Endless Fire Domain and the Martial Realm, which guarded the border, had become prime targets for the Extraterrestrial Evil Tribe. Countless fiends surged toward them like mad, launching relentless assaults against these two supreme powers of the Great Thousand World, heedless of the cost.
Those attacks were nowhere near enough to shake defenses held by the Flame Emperor, the Martial Ancestor, and the Heavenly Emperor. But the motive behind them quickly became clear to the Great Thousand World's leading powers.
After tens of thousands of years of silence, the Extraterrestrial Evil Tribe was stirring once more.
The realization struck fear into every power in the Great Thousand World.
The ancient races whose legacies reached back to antiquity found it especially hard to hide their alarm. The Extraterrestrial Evil Tribe's infamy was too great. In that ancient era, they had left rivers of blood across the Great Thousand World and brought down countless supreme experts. It had been nothing short of a catastrophe.
Now that the Extraterrestrial Evil Tribe was returning in force, another bloody storm was inevitable. Perhaps even the countless lives of the Great Thousand World would be wiped out.
The far north of the Great Thousand World.
A vast crimson continent stretched as far as the eye could see. Heat hung over it, and scorching waves rose year-round, warping the view.
Huge volcanoes erupted from time to time. Scalding lava flowed like red rivers, crisscrossing the dark-red earth.
At the continent's heart, an array linked the volcanoes together. Atop