"Where, where are the people?"
Cen Qiaofu had climbed from the Reincarnation Heavenly Pillar to the Eighteen Heavens and was still thinking of lending his support to Xu Xiaoshou.
Unexpectedly, the enemies weren't seen, and Xu Xiaoshou was constantly teleporting around, busily looking for something.
Every now and then, he even bent down to pick something up.
The terrain of the Eighteen Heavens was indeed somewhat unique, with space Disintegrate and filled with a ruined aura.
The earth was uneven with pits and deep trenches, bizarre beyond belief—if one were to magnify their saint's will and look…
Coincidentally!
Those pits seemed like enlarged versions of human footprints!
Cen Qiaofu carefully discerned for a moment, his entire face changed:
"This must be a Raging Giant's footprint!"
"This place must be the battlefield!"
Nothing was truly unique about the terrain; one could see scattered Holy Power remnants and from the broken Path Principles…
