Upon the barren earth.
Xian Jue had long since become utterly exhausted. He could only struggle to maintain himself through the willpower of one who owed debts. Bracing a hand against his knee, he rose from the shattered mountains and let out a roar that shook the clouds—
The Nine Heavens Shadowless Race had no precedent for owing debts!!
Rumble...
His massive body broke into a run, charging straight into the battlefield with a thunderous crash.
High in the sky, War Magical Artifacts kept crashing down. Had Xian Jue paid attention, he would certainly have noticed that the forging methods of several of them bore the traces of the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance.
Ji Yan had begun laying out plans with the Dark Heaven Alliance in the Desolate Heaven Domain many years ago. They no longer participated directly as they once had, instead selling War Magical Artifacts on a massive scale... supporting the racial wars of the Desolate Heaven Domain from behind the scenes.
After all, even if they did not seize this market, countless other forces would. They might as well take this wildly profitable business into their own hands, while also dividing up the Immortal Slaves of numerous defeated minor races—a single move bringing multiple gains.
Chen Xun had also turned a blind eye to the matter. So long as they did not take things too far, it was fine. How could a Vast Cultivation Great World truly remain peaceful?
Upon the battlefield.
Dozens of black-clothed people, each comparable to a Great Celestial Venerable of Tribulation Transcendence, charged into the fray. Every strike seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth, and the skies were filled with drifting sprays of blood.
The Immortal Azure Plains had been embroiled in battles for years. The cultivators of the Ten Thousand Clans