Now, within a radius of ten thousand miles around Sky Heart Valley, all that remains is devastation.
It's a purgatory on earth.
Every city has been burned to ashes, not a single blade of grass or tree in sight. The mountains and rivers are stripped bare, earth cracked open with hideous fractures crisscrossing the land.
The ground is littered with corpses and bones, and in some places, not even the bones remain.
A gentle breeze sweeps by, sending dust swirling through the ruin, cloaking the air.
This isn't sand or dirt... this is all bone ash.
This is the aftermath of a Domain God Realm battle—or even higher level fights.
When battles break out at this scale, nothing survives for tens of thousands of miles around!
Only those of higher realms can hope to survive such cataclysm.
And at the heart of this brutal conflict—
Everyone gazed skyward, their faces filled with utter terror.
