Chu Yuan grasped the immortal blood, his expression cold and stern as he infused origin forces into it, seemingly calculating something.
"The strong ones from the other shore fled, leaving behind the immortal blood!"
The dripping immortal blood pierced through time and space, falling down, causing the elder's heart to tremble.
The world had become chaotic.
All sorts of powerful figures had emerged.
The appearance of the other shore meant that a new round of slaughter had begun.
It was unknown how many immortals would die when the time came.
He also sighed lightly.
Could he continue to slumber peacefully in the Divine Tomb? Probably not, for new turmoil had arrived.
For someone like him who disliked battling for supremacy, sometimes, when the strongest forces dominated the universe, it was often the calmest.
"Even the strong ones from the other shore just ran away, truly useless, what other shore, relying on their mystery to remain hidden!"
