The Myriad Heavens and Worlds were vast and boundless, giving birth to many Great Worlds such as the Demon Dao, Monster Dao, Buddhist Dao, Immortal Dao, Divine Dao, and more.
Between these Great Worlds lay a special and expansive region connecting them all: the Myriad Heavens Plane.
Once, countless powerful figures had coveted this place, wishing to claim it for themselves and expand the influence of their own clans.
Yet in the end, they all gave up.
That was because the Myriad Heavens Plane was similar to the Higher Realm Battlefield. Only a portion of its source energy permeated it, its environment was harsh, and it was utterly unsuitable for cultivating the Great Dao.
Later, the Evil Dao rose to power and used supreme might to split the Myriad Heavens Plane in two.
One half belonged to the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, while the other fell into the territory of the Evil Dao.
And the long borderland dividing the two sides was known as the Border Region.
The Border Region was vast and desolate.
The sky was forever shrouded in a dim, yellowish blood-red haze. The earth was cracked and dry, mottled everywhere with dark-red stains—bloodstains that countless ages had failed to erase completely.
The air was thick with an inescapable scent of blood and killing intent, as though every grain of dust had witnessed savage slaughter.
This was the burial ground of heroes, and the place where legends came to an end.
Every powerful figure qualified to enter the Border Region and fight had written stirring, tearful epics in their own era.
At this moment, aged and desolate figures arrived at the Border Region one after another from every direction, flying toward the colossal city stretching between heaven and earth.
They were all ancient relics from the various peak