Endless Sea, in a mountain range of a submerged island, a figure suddenly appeared.
"Indeed, everything around hasn't changed much..."
Jiang Shu murmured to himself. Each time he traversed the Two Realms, he did so with extreme caution.
Last time, he chose an island where a True Monarch and a Transformed Realm Demon had fought. Half of the island had sunk into the sea, only a small part of the mountains remained, and the various Spirit Plants in the mountains had been obliterated in the collision of Primordial Power and demonic power, turning into dust, leaving only a mountain range that had been mostly cut down, forming ruins.
In such a place, how many people in the inner circle would come to explore?
"I wonder after ten years, what stage the battlefield has reached. How many Daoist Monarchs of Vientiane Realm and Demon Monarchs of the Demon Race have entered the fray?"
