The vast Starry Sky.
Passages through Emptiness appeared one after another.
Mighty Experts of heaven and earth emerged one by one.
The four camps of Great Powers stood distinctly apart, like the clear waters of the Jing and the muddy waters of the Wei.
The neutral Great Powers were the fewest, numbering only three.
Seven Great Powers had come from the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty. There could have been eight, but Xuanming had already forcibly suppressed one of their Demon Race Great Powers.
Nine had come on behalf of the Great Ming Dynasty: the Four Poles Great Powers, Heavenly Lord Luminous Radiance, the Qiu Old Ancestor, the Peaceful Heaven Dao Master, Xuanming, and the Great Power Santu.
Earth Count remained stationed in the Underworld Court to keep petty villains from stirring up trouble.
The Great Ming Dynasty seemed to have the advantage. After all, Great Powers were what decided the outcome of a battle. Yet the two Half-Immortals, Zhong Neng and Ji Yuan, were elusive, and their stance remained unclear.
That gave the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty an opening.
The fourth faction consisted of Great Powers from beyond this world. They had gathered together, and their numbers exceeded what could be counted on two hands.
Zhong Neng and Ji Yuan arrived last.
The Great Powers exchanged greetings with those they knew, cast cold looks at strangers, and ignored their enemies. Once all three Half-Immortals of heaven and earth had arrived, they gazed together into the depths of the Starry Sky.
A terrifying aura emanated from there, its fluctuations frequent. Spirit mechanism surged forth, accompanied by a trace of something ominous.
It left the Great Powers trembling with alarm.
Xuanming half closed his eyes, his heart pounding like a war drum. He kept feeling that the place had some profound connection