Divine Land.
The heavens.
The One Origin Patriarch fought six Thunder-Tribulation True Immortals alone and stood proudly undefeated.
But undefeated was all he was.
His Imperial Dharma Idol was steadily worn down, and his progress in refining the Divine Land Origin and seizing authority over Divine Land had stalled. He could advance no further.
If this stalemate continued, Divine Land would shatter first, and all his plans would come to nothing.
"This is bad!"
The Primordial Simplicity Patriarch was locked in battle with the Scarlet Blood Patriarch, but he still kept an eye on the One Origin Patriarch and saw the danger.
Yet he was pinned down himself. He could not break free to help the One Origin Patriarch.
And if the One Origin Patriarch faltered, the mountains and rivers could no longer be suppressed. Not only would their plan to control Divine Land fail, Divine Land itself would be doomed to shatter. The Mountains-and-Rivers Seal, a supreme treasure already partly fused with the Divine Land Origin, would inevitably be damaged along with it in that upheaval. Even if it did not break apart, fusing it with another medium-sized world anytime soon would be impossible.
The Primordial Simplicity Patriarch's brows drew tight.
"Hahaha!"
"All those schemes, and what good did they do you?"
Seeing the state of the battlefield, the Scarlet Blood Patriarch burst out laughing and attacked even more fiercely.
This isn't good.
The One Origin Patriarch frowned faintly. He knew how awkward his position was.
Though only his Domain Clone was fighting here, the other Thunder-Tribulation True Immortals had been cautious too, and nearly all had sent Domain Clones. Even if he brought out his true body, they could do the same. The deadlock would remain—or worse, the battle would grow fiercer, Divine Land would convulse more violently,