"Let's go. On to the next level."
Ye Tian rose to his feet, his white robes purer than snow, untouched by dust.
With a sweep of his broad sleeve, the Black Coffin beneath his feet gave a joyful hum.
Carrying Huang Ruoxi and the others, who were already dumbstruck and brimming with admiration, it became a streak of light and shot into the unknown depths of darkness.
Not long after Ye Tian's party left, ripples spread through space at the edge of the battlefield that had just witnessed a savage slaughter.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless streaks of light came hurtling through the air. They were the late-arriving native prodigies of the Myriad Heavens North Sea and cultivators who had crossed over from the Eternal Immortal Domain.
They numbered in the tens of thousands, gathering into a mighty torrent of steel, hoping to claim a share of the spoils deep within the Burial Land.
Yet when they actually set foot on the battlefield...
Everyone froze in place as though struck by an immobilizing spell. Their pupils contracted violently, and a shudder rose from the depths of their souls.
Destruction filled their vision.
The primordial earth, as hard as divine iron, had been plowed into bottomless ravines—wounds forcibly torn open by the power of laws.
Huge meteor fragments lay scattered everywhere, each piece still bearing astonishing Dao resonance.
Some still burned with the unquenched divine flames of a True Phoenix, while others were covered in layers of frost.
A thick stench of blood filled the air, carrying the undying baleful aura left behind by fallen God Venerable Rank fierce beasts.
Even after so much time had passed, the True God Realm prodigies present still struggled to breathe, their souls threatening to split apart.
"What... what happened here?!"
A young supreme from the