This time, Shi Jian's training lasted for more than four months. During these months, the Mystic Spirit Continent almost got its face ruined by the war that spread fire everywhere.
The air was filled with a strong scent of blood, God knows how much blood has been shed to dye it this way. Everywhere, you could see ruins and a ghastly scene of corpses strewn across the fields.
Flying all the way from the sky, what Tangyu saw and heard made his skin crawl. Such devastation was indeed unbearable to watch. The cost of slaughter and bloodshed was too heavy and tragic. For Tangyu, who had always lived on Earth, this was the kind of scene he found most intolerable.
However, the Great Dao is eternal, and the tribulation of the mundane world is unavoidable. These sacrifices were insignificant tools for the tribulation of the mundane world. What's more terrifying is yet to come, fears that people dare not even imagine.
