In Ziwei Imperial Palace, everyone was working on their projects. Some were cultivating, some were making armor, and some were focusing on alchemy.
Time passed by without anyone being consciously aware of it. Upon the land of the Divine Prefecture, more and more people were now getting involved in the war. One by one, the Empty Divine Realm, the Dark World, the Human Realm, and the World of Buddhism began to make their way in the arena of war and caught up in the storm of war.
Today's North Cliff Region was a war zone. Those who could, migrated and left. In contrast, some who were less able could only survive in all the war and chaos. After all, there were countless cultivators in each of the eighteen regions in the Divine Prefecture, and not everyone could leave. Not to mention escape meant traveling across many continents and many regions.
