The entire continent began to tremble as the two armies collided. Every single Divine Cultivator and Prima Deity unleashed the full extent of their power, holding nothing back. This was not a battle where surrender or diplomacy would play any role—this was a war of absolute annihilation. One side would perish, and the other would survive.
At the heart of the battlefield, three streaks of chaotic light tore through the sky, which glowed ominously from the activation of the continental formation. In less than ten seconds, the combatants had already clashed over a hundred times, demonstrating speeds and momentum so overwhelming that even the space around them seemed to distort.
