Tianzi Yan's voice was infinitely desolate, the scroll constantly flickering, countless lives devastated, white bones piled up, the starry sky collapsing, the Heavenly Dao obliterated, the clash of blood and death continuously erupting.
Obviously, from the ancient to the desolate ancient, from the desolate ancient to ancient times, the Ten Thousand Ruins Divine Palace has been the source of untold slaughter.
Ye Chen was utterly shocked, he finally glimpsed a hint of the mysteries of the superior.
Undoubtedly, the Ten Thousand Ruins Divine Palace is the force of the superior, the existence Ren Feifan has been struggling against.
Ye Chen just gazed at those remnants of the scroll, already feeling immense pressure.
Even Xuan Jiyue and Dishi Tian had never brought him such overwhelming pressure.
"This Ten Thousand Ruins Divine Palace, should it be the ultimate enemy I must face?"
Ye Chen murmured softly, and instead, a fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
