"Huang'Er..."
The Ten Celestial Gates of Chaos Abyss.
Martial Ancestor Panwu Emperor, who was using his martial prowess as a dam to hold back two Desolate Gods from Mountain and Sea, also observed the blood-soaked figure on the arena at the Seven Days Pass. He was gratified, yet he also sighed.
"The same ending. The struggle is useless."
Mountain and Sea Emperor Wilderness's expression was indifferent.
'Again.'
But the Queen Mother of the West seemed to have sensed something. Her deep gaze followed the threads of fate, peering into the Sea of Chaos beyond the heavens, searching for the end of causality.
If that monster were to join the fray.
Below the Eight Celestial Passes...
Things might not go so smoothly.
The twenty-fifth day of the great war.
The Eighth and Seventh Celestial Passes began to be held by sacrificing lives.
Little Martial Ancestor, Fenji, the Light and Dark Divine Venerable...
A host of Emperor's List peak experts.
