The Supreme Battlefield.
The sky was gloomy, broken walls and wreckage lay everywhere, and the continent was deathly still, as though it had been shattered into countless fragments.
Suffocating dark mist permeated the air. This mist had originally been dark matter capable of corrupting even beings at the quasi-Immortal King tier. After Luo Yan refined it, however, it had ultimately become ordinary black fog, accumulating above this place year after year without dispersing.
Great Emperor Wushi strode through the mist, immortal light clearing his path. For a moment, radiant clouds soared into the heavens above the Supreme Battlefield, and ten thousand rays of immortal light pierced every veil of fog.
In an instant, the Supreme Battlefield, which should have been shrouded in gray mist, became clear and bright. One could even see the boundless universe beyond the battlefield's borderlands, where several stars blazed hot and dazzling.
Great Emperor Wushi's aura was immense. Although he could break through the battlefield's confinement and tear open its boundary walls, he did neither.
"Uncle Luo truly lives up to his name. He actually refined such a wondrous battlefield-even I'm suppressed here!" Great Emperor Wushi sighed softly, marveling at Uncle Luo's strength.
It made sense. If he could create a supreme avatar like Li Chui, how could he himself be weak? He could only be stronger!
Great Emperor Wushi had ample confidence in his own strength. He estimated that his combat prowess had already reached the Immortal King realm of the Immortal Ancient Era. After all, he walked the Great Dao of Time and had encountered the future Wushi Emperor Scripture. It was hardly surprising that his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds during this time.
Even among Immortal Kings, perhaps there are differences in strength! Great Emperor Wushi repeated inwardly. He had personally