Above the Ancient Sunken Continent, starlight still stubbornly pierced through the thin veil of deathly mist, spilling across this land that had just endured a battle that decided the fate of the universe.
Yet the starlight brought not pure hope, but illuminated an even deeper despair and chaos.
At the edge of the Soul Burial Rift Valley, the Void Clan's madness had erupted completely.
Having lost the Sacred Remains—their ultimate faith and goal—the Three Great Monarchs' rage and venom knew no bounds.
They poured it upon everything connected to the "Watchers," as well as every non-Void Clan being within their sight.
"Purge them! Completely purge this polluted land!" The Bone King's roar echoed through the shattered mountains and rivers.
It personally led a portion of its elite forces, transforming into a destructive dark-golden torrent that surged toward the Eternal Frozen Glacier in the far south!
It remembered that there was still someone there who had activated a node. That person had to be ground to dust and ashes!
The Shadow King led another portion of the Void Clan, sweeping toward the Molten Sea of Blood in the far west like spreading poisonous fog, vowing to find and torture to death that skulking shadow walker.
The Wrathful Spirit King remained at the rift valley altar, but it was far from idle. It commanded the remaining Void Clan army and began an indiscriminate sweep of the entire Ancient Sunken Continent.
Those ancient seeds that had just revealed a trace of vitality beneath the starlight, and those tiny creatures that had instinctively begun trying to adapt to their new surroundings after Nirvana Power became gentler—
All became targets of their destruction. They intended to strangle every trace of "non-Nirvana" in the cradle!
Desperate wails and the thunder of destruction once again replaced the