The sky is filled with a blood mist, swirling with endless violence and slaughter. Eyeless monsters step on the bloody ground, surging towards Xiao Chen like a tidal wave in the boundless ocean, wave after wave, relentless and unending.
"Food clan, your fate is to remain as caged livestock. It has always been this way since ancient times, and it still is now!"
"Trying to defy heavenly power, even with the ancient art of swapping the sky with the sun, the outcome remains unchanged!"
Behind the surging blood tide, the heavenly strong ones reveal sinister smiles. The Nine Nether has accumulated blood bones since ancient times, limitless and eternal. Even if the peak realm experts of the heavenly clan can't step in, what does it matter?
Back then, the Ancestral Emperor of Ancient Desolation among the humans calculated heavenly and earthly domains, laying down a world-shaking scheme in the Nine Nether, hoping that future generations could sever the roots of the heavenly clan.
