Ink Sea, pitch-black sky, pitch-black sea surface.
A multitude of bodies float on the sea.
The power within these bodies won't be returned to heaven and earth. Instead, their bodies are dissipating continuously, as if they will slowly disappear from this world.
Yes, they are the Foreign Race, they do not belong to this heaven and earth in the first place.
Under the dome of heaven, Yan Li, dressed in a black robe, floats in the air.
Alone with his sword, countless of the Foreign Race have been slain by him.
The Supreme Lord at the center of the altar has a solemn facial expression. Clearly, Yan Li has put him under enormous pressure.
If Lu Xun were present at this moment, he could detect from just casting a Detection, just like his elder martial brother, the Supreme Lord was also at Level 99.
However, Yan Li, who had managed to break through the death barrier, is evidently superior.
