The desolate grounds were a gigantically vast and empty place. Every once in a while, a beast or two would pass by here. Even then, they would often leave quickly. A place like this was something they couldn’t be bothered with even in the least bit.
Other than a desolate piece of land, there was nothing else here.
The Ancient Saint World was a humongous place. There were tons of places like these desolate grounds, danger grounds, et cetera. In fact, even those beings who had termed themselves as the utmost eight beings of the ancient race couldn’t claim that they had a complete picture of how the entire Ancient Saint World looked like.
Suddenly, a hand popped out from the ground.
"Finally, I’m out! Seems like after I took in the Earth spirit river, I can indeed make use of its mythical properties."
