The desolate ancient battlefield still roared with violent ethereal winds. The elders of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, having arrived on the scene, noticed that the Dao laws and remnants of power left behind from the battle millennia ago had all but vanished.
As veterans of that fateful war, they understood all too well the terror of this battleground. Yet now, it was as though the land had turned to void, the chaos replaced by an eerie tranquility.
Led by Shen Ruyan, the Alliance forces moved deeper into the battlefield, preparing for the inevitable arrival of the Central Continent's terrifying army. The strange energy grew denser the further they ventured, carrying an almost divine presence that inspired awe and submission.
