"What kind of place is this...?"
Guding frowned slightly as he looked around.
What he saw was a wasteland.
The scorched black earth bore countless remnants of war, cracked surfaces like spider web scars, massive craters left by battles, and ancient ravines that seemed bottomless.
Occasionally, fragments and debris from various Divine Weapons could be seen on the ground.
Guding activated the Black Pupil, cautiously inspecting the surroundings, also searching for an exit.
"It seems like an ancient battlefield with traces of Law Secret Patterns and remnants of the Order Divine Chain, but no traces of Tao Rhythm..."
"The Sea Emperor said before that the aura of the true essence of the Great Dao is almost eternally indestructible; once it lingers, it remains forever, even after thousands of Eras. The absence of Tao Rhythm traces here indicates that no True King-level powerhouse had a hand in this battlefield."
