The nation of Yan was nothing more than a drop in the ocean that was the Eastern Wastelands. If news were to spread, these ruins would definitely be flooded by countless cultivators.
At this moment, the most dispirited was undoubtedly the Spirit Ruins Paradise Sect Leader. With the appearance of the Sacred Land and Ancient Desolation Noble Families, he knew that he most likely would not be able to make any gains today. There was no way he could contest with those colossal existences.
One of the Ji Family's ancient war chariots rumbled and rose high into the air, causing the air to tremble, before charging quickly into the distance. The Flickering Light Sacred Land's people immediately all changed expression. One old man hastily ordered two of the cultivators beside him, "Hurry up and return to the Sacred Land. Report this to the higher-ups and get them to send over some powerful experts!"
