Crimson lightning flashed wildly across the distant sky from time to time, crashing into the earth with deafening cracks.
The violent fluctuations within that crimson lightning would make even an Earthly Sovereign tremble.
This continent seemed perpetually caught in a state of extreme turbulence, with danger lurking everywhere.
Long ago, the Saint Abyss Continent had actually been a treasured land for cultivation.
But it had later been occupied by the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan and polluted by their evil energy.
Even after the Great Thousand World made repeated efforts to cleanse it, it had never regained its former glory.
The Saint Abyss Continent lay in the far west of the Great Thousand World.
It was not a continent in the conventional sense, but had evolved from a Lower Plane.
It was also a unique space connected to the Great Thousand World.
In ancient times, this had been one of the decisive battlefields between the Great Thousand World and the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan.
As a result, countless powerful cultivators had fallen within the Saint Abyss Continent.
Even the number of Heavenly Sovereigns who had perished here exceeded ten.
Countless legacies, Divine Abilities, and Sacred Artifacts had been lost on this land.
Over countless millennia, there had never been a shortage of lucky souls who stumbled upon a powerful cultivator's legacy here and rose from obscurity to greatness.
Precisely because of these success stories, more and more powerful cultivators flocked here, all hoping to become the next lucky one.
Yet while the Saint Abyss Continent held countless opportunities, its dangers were equally unimaginable.
The decisive battle in ancient times had left this space extremely unstable.
Amid its harsh and brutal conditions, even someone at earthly sovereign great perfection could meet with catastrophe through a moment's carelessness.
The greatest danger here, however, was that