Although nearly everyone was entering the Abyssal Valley for the first time and were astonished by the sight of the battlefield remnants before them, they all knew this was not the time for astonishment. Chasing the alien race Great Sage's origin was the true primary objective.
Not long after, the powerhouses discovered traces of the alien race Great Sage's origin deep within the Divine Battlefield, flashing briefly before disappearing, drawing the fierce pursuit of all.
During this period, the powerhouses from the myriad realms and those from the Gu Lan Continent no longer held back, engaging in fierce collisions and slaughter. In a short time, many had already fallen.
Both sides suffered losses.
A Holy Elder of the Gu Lan Holy Church, wielding a Divine Staff, struck out with swathes of Dao principles, accompanied by surging divine might that shook heaven and earth, sweeping towards the Myriad Domains powerhouses as he coldly shouted, "A bunch of rats who only know how to hide their heads and tails. Instead of returning to your hiding places, you dare show yourselves. Aren't you afraid my Holy Sect will hunt you down to the last?"
From the Myriad Domains side, a powerful overlord directly appeared, holding a pagoda treasure in hand, which also erupted with the most potent Saint might, clashing with the opponent's Divine Staff. The impact shook heaven and split earth, creating wide fissures across the vast, magnificent Divine Battlefield.
While engaging in the holy battle, he spoke indifferently, "Merely a bunch of frogs in a well, sealed within an inner world, yet you dare spout such nonsense. It's laughable. Killing you all is as easy as lifting a hand."
Boom—
Saint might shook the heavens, tearing apart the perpetually hanging, un-dispersing blood-colored leaden clouds in the sky. The five-tiered pagoda directly suppressed forward.
The Holy Elder roared, the Divine Staff erupting with boundless light as he resisted, shouting even louder, "What bold words from an otherworldly rat! If my sect's Heavenly God were here, would you dare speak such nonsense? He merely disdains lowering himself to deal with vermin like you. You deserve execution!"
"We suspect that if your Heavenly God's true form doesn't appear here, it's not that he disdains lowering himself, but that he finds it difficult to truly enter this region," the Myriad Domains powerhouses sneered. They could sense the sinister strangeness within this Abyssal Valley, and it was over ten million li from the holy city. Even a Heavenly King couldn't cross such a distance instantly.
As for an avatar, even if it did appear here, the distance was too great; its power would be weakened many times over, making it impossible to completely suppress the Myriad Domains powerhouses.
This was the confidence of the Myriad Domains powerhouses. As long as that Heavenly God didn't appear, they could absolutely suppress the so-called Gu Lan Holy Church.
"Daring to profane my sect's Heavenly God? You seek death!"
The Gu Lan Continent powerhouses roared in fury. To them, the Gu Lan Holy Church's Heavenly God was their sole object of worship, a deity none could profane. To do so was to cross the bottom line in their hearts.
Both sides erupted into another earth-shattering, fierce battle right there on the Divine Battlefield, even before catching up to the alien race Great Sage's origin. The commotion was vast and intense.
But the Abyssal Valley lived up to its reputation as one of the Gu Lan Continent's Five Forbidden Zones of Life and the site of the ancient Divine War. As the powerhouses battled, disturbing heaven and earth, dense blood clouds descended, blood-red lightning crisscrossed, and the crimson earth itself began to tremble.
An extraordinary influence was generated.
Moreover, from deep within the earth, terrifying lingering spirits emerged—the yin souls of the ancient Divine War. Due to the Abyssal Valley's peculiar nature, they had been preserved, never dissipating. Now they had emerged, attacking the powerhouses, sparking another great battle.
These lingering spirits included humans, centaurs, tiger tribes, crocodile-dragon tribes, stone tribes, heavenly demon tribes, and many other powerful races. All were lingering spirits, their forms illusory and insubstantial, missing limbs or body parts, some even with blades, swords, spears, and other weapons still embedded in their bodies.
Some even lacked half a skull, or were five-headed knights riding equally bloody, illusory primordial ferocious beasts into battle.
"We must be careful. This battlefield is filled with malevolence. There's a special field influencing the entire area, causing the fallen powerhouses of the past to manifest as lingering spirits," warned a powerhouse from the Myriad Domains side who hailed from the angel race—a supremely powerful Saint Lord-level existence with wings flowing with holy light.
"Hehehe... This is actually quite a good place. One day, we should occupy this region and turn it into our sect's territory," said another group of powerhouses wreathed in yin energy, each shrouded in black mist, resembling these lingering spirits, like a horde of fierce ghosts.
Powerhouses from the Undying Sacred Land lineage had also arrived.
At this moment, whether from the Immortal Sacred Land, the Supreme Sacred Land, or even imperial and royal clans, all had appeared, their goal being to seize the alien race Great Sage's origin.
"Kill!"
It was as if the bell of an ancient war was tolling. Tens of thousands of lingering spirits appeared, charging forward. Though far less powerful than in the Ancient Era, they were still terrifying. A significant portion of these spirits were of the Saint rank, astonishingly powerful.
Furthermore, the powerhouses discovered an astonishing fact: these lingering spirits seemed to have been summoned by the alien race Great Sage's origin, controlled by it, forming an endless army of spirits to protect it and slaughter powerhouses from both worlds.
"Truly worthy of being the origin of a fallen alien race Great Sage. It is indeed sufficiently malevolent. Even after its remnant consciousness was completely refined by the September Great Power, it remains so."
The powerhouses were shocked, but even more filled with fervor, determined to obtain the alien race Great Sage's origin.
The vast Divine Battlefield seemed to be reliving the Divine War of the Ancient Era. The three factions clashed. Blood light shattered the sky, divine energy scorched heaven and split earth, terrifyingly astonishing. In an instant, all three sides suffered casualties.
The most severe losses were naturally among the lingering spirits. After all, they were merely controlled by the alien race Great Sage's origin, emerging to block the way. In truth, they possessed little intelligence, and their strength was no match for the two-world powerhouses who possessed physical bodies. Many were quickly destroyed.
Next were the Gu Lan Continent powerhouses. One powerful body after another fell from the sky, lifeless.
The Myriad Domains powerhouses, however, were elites from various major forces. Even the young prodigies who followed them in were prodigies at the fifth level of Divine Transformation, having experienced countless battles. They were astonishingly powerful, unexpectedly so.
Soon, the Myriad Domains powerhouses demonstrated a true advantage. They had many Saints, and overlord-level existences, even ancient recluses, had appeared. Although figures of this caliber were few—only about a dozen—each was terrifyingly powerful, wiping out swathes of Gu Lan Continent powerhouses and lingering spirits with a wave of their hand.
Naturally, the Gu Lan Holy Church had mobilized nine Holy Elders this time, among whom were also true ancient recluses, assisted by other overlord-level existences. Even if their numbers differed, each Holy Church powerhouse possessed secret treasures bestowed by the Heavenly God, which could dramatically boost their strength.
"Daring to enter the Divine Battlefield, humans? You have some nerve! Have you truly forgotten the oath of a hundred thousand years ago?"
In the distance, the battlefield earth rumbled with a long roar. A dense, massive army actually appeared, charging over from the far horizon.