Yu Tuo retreated at tremendous speed with Anlan!
Bang!
Chaos splashed outward. Jiang Zhu's arm twisted slightly, spasming from the injury as he staggered backward. Meanwhile, those hands and claws widened the rift, and their entire bodies entered the Heavenly Abyss.
"Heavens! Those are... what are those monsters?!"
Atop the Imperial Pass, an old soldier trembled violently. His shaking finger pointed toward the rift in the Heavenly Abyss, his voice warped and distorted by extreme terror.
He was not the only one.
Every living being who witnessed this scene-even the cold-blooded dark creatures in the Foreign Realm's ranks-when they clearly saw those beings squeeze completely out of the rift in the River of Time and descend into this world...
Felt a chill and revulsion rising from the deepest recesses of their souls!
What blasphemous creations, what forms that twisted the natural order!
There were more than a dozen monsters, each different in appearance, yet every one was equally deformed, twisted, and nauseating!
They seemed less like naturally born beings than creations carelessly melted together and pieced into shape.
Merely looking straight at them unsettled the mind and cast dust over one's Dao heart.
On the walls of the Imperial Pass, many young cultivators turned white as paper. Even battle-hardened veterans looked ashen.
"Darkness... no! This is even more... more uncanny than darkness!" Meng Tianzheng's voice was dry.
He could sense that the aura these monsters exuded was utterly different from the darkness of the Foreign Realm.
It was something deeper, more ominous, seemingly born of the end and decay of all things.
From beginning to end, they never glanced down once. Their attention remained fixed on Jiang Zhu, their eyes filled with boundless killing intent.
Hiss!
Time danced around him. Jiang Zhu moved at the utmost speed, striking in a