He paid no attention to the overall war situation, merely walking silently amid the sea of clouds.
"So much baleful aura..."
Chen Xun briefly observed the Heaven and Earth Veins and murmured, "It even surpasses the Turbid Qi of the Immortal Soil Beyond the Domains. This is the descent of the Heaven and Earth Tribulation—a sign that all races are about to attend an eating feast."
He lowered his gaze slightly.
A sect stood upon the earth below, but it had been shattered beyond recognition. There was not a trace of life, yet it was filled with the scars of battle. Even the surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was still in turmoil, refusing to disperse for a long time.
At that moment, a young cultivator was devoutly paying homage there.
"Martial Ancestor, when this disciple's cultivation succeeds, I will return to avenge you."
He kowtowed heavily toward the ground, his forehead already bloodied. "I will surely use the heads of the Kirin Race to honor all my Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters!"
Buzz—
Just then, numerous warships streaked across the Immortal Firmament.
Tension visibly flashed across the young cultivator's face, but he quickly returned to normal and continued searching through the ruined sect, like a scavenger hunting for opportunities in the wilderness.
Strands of divine sense swept across the land, utterly unrestrained.
"Those of the Thunderwing Race—kill without mercy."
"Yes, Senior!"
Cold orders to slaughter rang out from one warship after another. They appeared to be carrying out a clan extermination, sparing not a single one.
Yet Chen Xun merely watched that "scavenging" young cultivator. The cultivators aboard those warships neither troubled him nor paid him much attention. They were somewhat better than demons, at least still abiding by a few rules.
But this young cultivator was likewise