Li City, with a history of 15,000 years, now lay in ruins, buried under sand and dust, leaving almost nothing behind.
A large number of cultivators appeared at this site: the Golden-winged Little Peng King, the Jiang Family's divine body, the Flickering Light's Saint Heir, and Ji Haoyue. They stood in four directions, filled with battle intent, looking down upon the world like four divine beings descending upon the earth.
In the sky, a massive Divine Ship cut across the horizon, and war chariots raced over, causing the entire Heavenly Universe to tremble repeatedly.
"Dayan Sacred Land, Wanchu Sacred Land!" Yao Xi's beautiful eyes shone with Divine Light.
Two pairs of exceptionally sharp eyes gazed down from the Divine Ship and ancient war chariots. Their stare felt as if it could pierce one's bones, exuding a powerful presence that made people shiver. The inheritors from these two Sacred Lands were truly daunting!
