On that day.
Dozens of clan orders were issued.
The Mixed Heavens Tribe's ten elite units set off for the Origin World, numbering one billion soldiers.
Among them were one Immortal Emperor, five Immortal Kings, two hundred Golden Immortals, fifteen hundred Daluo Golden Immortals, and many subsidiary forces of the Mixed Heavens Tribe.
As the army marched, the terrifying Evil Qi pierced through the starry skies, extending to the Ninth Heaven, frightening countless forces into trembling fear.
"The apocalyptic forces grow ever thicker!"
In the suspended Holy City, the Ancestor of the Sacred Clan gazed at the sky with a grave expression.
Through the celestial canopy of the world, he could see vast apocalyptic forces accumulated, continuously rolling, like an extinction beast ready to devour all things.
"Will the Dragon Clan rise to fight?"
In an ancient village, the Ancestor of the War Clan looked toward the Western Teaching Province, murmuring to himself.
