When the Bramble Bird's battle had just ended.
On another side.
Somewhere in the 900 million World Layers.
A barren and desolate world.
No person or organization would ever feel interested in this world.
After countless years of confirmation, this world had been recognized as the most barren location.
-------because this world didn't have anything, nothing could grow here, but it was also extremely tough and hard to be destroyed.
This world was also extremely small, only enough for several hundred people to stand on at once.
And today, there were several hundred cultivators standing here.
They all came from Cultivation-type worlds, and have just returned from a war campaign.
They were gathered here in order to discuss an important matter.
"Silence! Silence!"
An old man stood in the middle of everyone and shouted.
No one reacted to him.
The shadows of war still clouded their minds.
