The many Great Venerables of the Human World stared at the indescribable things surrounding the tiny Fallen God Realm like a Chaos Dam, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!
Such ultimate weapons of war!
Their Mighty Power was incomprehensible, unbelievable!
For a major power, creating and nurturing even one would be enough to suppress their destiny!
But the Primordial Sect, which raised them…
had actually mass-produced them like madmen!
...
「Fallen God Realm!」
This space-time, barely the size of a Middle Thousand World, was like a lone boat in a raging sea amidst a battlefield sweeping the Grand Cosmos, swaying precariously and threatening to capsize at any moment!
But with the protection of the Primordial Sect's Great Venerables, it had not yet been shattered.
It had instead become the Primordial Sect's arrival channel, continuously transporting one Primordial Divine Son after another!
HUMMM!
