"What is this place?"
Lin Qingzhi, chief disciple of Lu Changsheng, found himself in an unknown time-space, faced with a terrifying scene: the world lost its colors, the sun and moon cast no light.
In the distance, countless gods and demons fell, their blood dyeing the sky red.
An old man, with a withered appearance, transformed into a Divine Tree towering tens of thousands of feet, its thick roots deeply entrenched in the earth, absorbing endless spiritual energy.
In the firmament, a demonic claw stretched out, covering the sky, and struck toward the Divine Tree.
The Divine Tree emitted a green light, transforming into a barrier that shattered the demonic claw.
A Sword Saint summoned six Divine Swords from behind him, each sword qi resembling a pillar of light, piercing the heavens.
The Sword Saint merged with the six Divine Swords, charging into the depths of the dark clouds, engaging in a fierce and deadly battle with unknown existences.
