"Blood is raining from the heavens. Has a True Immortal fallen?"
The living beings of the Great Thousand World all looked up at the sky. An inexplicable sadness welled up in their hearts, but they were also deeply puzzled.
The phenomenon of blood raining from the heavens was not unprecedented.
Whenever a True Immortal of the myriad races fell, blood would pour from the sky, but in the past, such rain had always been confined to a single race's territory.
Moreover.
If the fallen True Immortal did not belong to their race, cultivators of other races would feel nothing.
Now, the moment blood began pouring down, grief surged through every living being in the Great Thousand World. This immediately drew considerable attention.
"How strange!"
"Everything was fine. Why would blood rain over all the Four Great Continents?"
Xi Yang, who was guarding the passage entrance, was filled with bewilderment.
With his strength.
He could naturally sense that the blood rain covered far more than a single race's territory.
But the problem was.
There was no fighting going on, nor had any race's True Immortal fallen. The blood rain descending without warning left Xi Yang shocked and confused.
The Celestial Court.
The gods had already returned.
Almost all the Immortal Gods, apart from those at the Outer Battlefield, had returned to the Celestial Court.
When the blood poured down.
Even the Celestial Court's formations could not keep it out.
Regardless of their strength, the Immortal Gods felt a lingering sadness in their hearts.
Such a phenomenon.
Immediately drew the attention of the Heavenly Court Immortals and Gods.
Many Immortal Gods emerged from their palace halls, watching the falling blood rain with bewilderment and shock.
"In the past, blood raining from the heavens always meant a True Immortal had fallen. The Great