This happened too quickly and abruptly.
Although the human cultivators knew that this Empress' next actions would definitely cause a storm, the sacrifices were only from nonhuman races.
None of them imagined… this storm was actually directed toward the holy land!
Cries of surprise erupted into the sky.
Although the holy land was far away from Wanggu, its control over Wanggu still existed over the countless years.
This was especially so for the human race.
After all, the largest holy land belonged to the Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether.
Even though countless years had passed, his name, his deeds, and his dignity still enveloped Wanggu.
The more difficult it was for the human race, the more they yearned for their former glory. The more bitter they felt, the more they yearned to be guided by the holy land.
For countless years, the holy land had become the hope in the hearts of countless humans.
