Above the shattered skies of the Heavenly Region.
The void suddenly trembled.
Then, without any warning, a gigantic fissure appeared in the space above the battlefield, stretching across countless miles.
Immense Dao rhymes surged out of it as a leg slowly stepped out from within.
The next moment, a silver white daoist robe fluttered into view, followed by a handsome face that countless beings had been longing to see.
For a brief moment, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent.
The remaining cultivators of the Lower Realm stared at the figure standing amidst the shattered heavens, their expressions filled with disbelief.
Some had already lost all hope, and some were prepared to sacrifice their lives in the next instant.
Yet, now, the person they had been waiting for had finally appeared.
"It's him!"
"The Eternal Lord!"
"He's finally back!"
Countless voices erupted throughout the battlefield.
