At this moment, with the Immemorial Divine Well as the center, many cultivators have gathered around. At a glance, it was overwhelming.
In fact, in the void were many other forces from the eastern region.
Everyone was quietly waiting for the day when the Immemorial Divine Well would erupt. The atmosphere was rather harmonious.
Whoosh!
Just then, accompanied by a sharp air-piercing sound, a spiritual boat suddenly whistled over.
On it was a middle-aged man covered in blood. He was covered in wounds. Scarlet blood soaked through his clothes and dripped down. His face was also extremely pale.
His aura was chaotic and weak. It was as if he was about to die at any moment. He looked extremely miserable.
At this moment, the man's face was filled with intense panic, and his ferocious eyes were filled with monstrous hatred and despair. It looked like he was running for his life.
