In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Lin Fan returned by way of the Immortal Domain. Gazing at the ravaged world, he let out a long, quiet sigh.
They had both won and lost this battle. The enemy had been driven back, but the casualties were staggering, and even the universe had been torn apart.
Not long ago, this land had teemed with living beings. Now it was cold and deserted, its divine mountains reduced to scorched earth stained with blood that had yet to dry.
Shattered continents could be seen drifting everywhere, scattered throughout the universe, no longer forming a single whole.
Even the Restricted Areas in the Nine Heavens had fled to distant stars to preserve themselves, let alone the myriad races, which had been all but exterminated.
"The horrors of Immortal Ancient have played out once more. Another cycle of era reincarnation..." Lin Fan could not help sighing deeply.
His former homeland, so many familiar faces, so many storms and upheavals-all seemed to have vanished like smoke overnight, their bones buried beneath green mountains, never to be seen again.
"The Foreign Realm deserves to die!"
Fury burned within Lin Fan. He had already done everything he could to slay the enemy, but the strength of the two realms was unequal, and the outcome was hard to change.
After this battle, what remained between heaven and earth? Only mountains of bones, rivers of blood, and the wails of souls unjustly slain.
Once an Immortal King-level battle began, the entire world shattered. Even the World Tree was not enough to hold heaven and earth steady.
"Where are Xiao Hao, Gu Ancestor, the two old masters, and the others?" Lin Fan wondered.
Then, wherever his gaze swept, the Six Directions and Eight Wilds came into view. Even the Restricted Areas