Divine Abilities scoured the ground!
Eighteen waves of Divine Abilities, each containing some eighteen thousand slaughtering Divine Abilities.
Even the powerful Madmen candidates were blasted to dust by these eighteen waves of Divine Abilities.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Fragments of Divine Abilities drifted through the air, their lingering power rampaging unchecked.
If anyone else rashly set foot within this thousand-li expanse, they would likely be sliced apart and obliterated in minutes.
Even a Dao Seal Golden Core entering this place would have to tread as though on thin ice, every step fraught with peril amid the mingled fragments of so many Divine Abilities.
On the last beam of starlight, Wang Quan ascended a platform and performed a rite, offering sacrifices to this land.
Under his sacrificial rite, the ox horns and elephant tusks that had fallen to the ground and long since been destroyed by Divine Abilities were restored.
They appeared across the thousand-li expanse like fireflies, then all gathered together to form a horn.
This horn bore many patterns, a hundred and eighty thousand in total.
Each pattern represented a slaughtering Divine Ability.
Once born, this horn should have flown straight into Wang Quan's hand.
Instead, it sank into the earth.
"Hm?"
Wang Quan was puzzled at first, but soon understood. "Right, something is still alive."
"Then let me see who it is."
"Is it that Snow-Treading Madmen?"
He rose and walked toward the center, step by step.
A mountain thirty to fifty thousand meters tall should have stood here.
But now the mountain had vanished, replaced by pits.
Ash drifted within the largest pit.
No, that was not ash, but snowflakes.
Grayish-white snowflakes, like cremated remains.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The snowflakes grew ever more numerous, spreading over an ever wider area.
Snowflakes danced through the sky, shrouding the earth and