Extraterritorial Battlefield, the foremost front line.
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but a dense sea of blood.
That sea of blood was not still. It slowly churned like boiling lava, giving off an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Within the sea of blood floated countless ancient corpses of powerful beings. Some were intact, some shattered. Their faces all bore deep despair and unwillingness, as though recounting the glory and tragedy they had once known.
Above the void, enormous dragons, phoenixes, and qilins—three great exotic beasts—wandered through the chaos.
These cultivators of races that had once dominated the Great Age were now reduced to nothing but colossal skeletons.
Their bodies seemed engraved with the marks of time and war. Every scale and every feather carried an ancient, crushing weight.
Those ten-thousand-foot bodies appeared especially lonely amid the chaos. They had lost the aura of Life origin, yet the tyranny and majesty they had once possessed remained.
The air was permeated with a thick stench of blood and death, enough to make one suffocate.
This was not merely the extermination of a remnant race from the previous Heaven and Earth Reincarnation. It was more like the end of an Immortal Dao era.
Yet this horrifying war of extermination, launched with the strength of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, was still ongoing!
Endless Extraterritorial Evil Spirits were slaughtered until they fled in every direction. They no longer had the strength to contend against the entire Three Thousand Great Worlds. As far as the eye could see, the barren void lands had been filled with Evil Spirit corpses, Evil Spirit Crystals, and Evil Marrow Crystals.
It seemed that the final fate of this Sequence One Hegemon Clan, which had existed during the previous Heaven and Earth Reincarnation,