The events on the Divine Battlefield of the Abyssal Valley, where the human race, powerhouses from other realms, and the Sin Tribes fought over the essence of an alien race Great Power, had shaken the world, creating massive fluctuations and drawing the attention of all under heaven.
Because this struggle involved far too many things—the appearance of an essence surpassing even a Heavenly King, powerhouses from other heavens, and the exiled Sin Tribes—a fearsome great battle had erupted, resulting in countless casualties beyond imagination.
For even many Saints standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid had fallen, which was the greatest fluctuation of all.
Saints were supreme powerhouses standing at the apex of the world, impossible to produce in great numbers. They could become the founding patriarchs of great sects or kingdoms within the human domain, their status exceedingly revered.
As vast as the human domain was, with living beings numbering in the billions, fewer than a hundred Saints had been born, a testament to their rarity.
Yet in this single battle, just on the human side alone, more than ten Saints had fallen, including even the Holy Elders of the Gu Lan Holy Church. Of the nine Holy Elders dispatched, only seven had returned.
Naturally, there were casualties among the powerhouses of the Ancient Kingdom, Lan Kingdom, and other human forces as well.
The fall of the many Saints was undoubtedly one of the greatest fluctuations.
Throughout the many years of human reproduction, aside from that earth-shattering Divine War a hundred thousand years ago, so many Saints had never fallen before.
Of course, it wasn't just the fall of the Saints that created such massive fluctuations; there were other reasons.
Among them, peerless young geniuses from otherworldly realms, such as the Battle Saint King, the Primordial Demon God, the Sea God King, the Heavenly Roc King, and others, had practically stolen the spotlight. These individuals were excessively powerful, each possessing the strength to contend with Saints, even to slay them.
Especially that mysterious Battle Saint King, who was particularly in the spotlight. Not only did he seize the most alien race Great Power essence, but he alone slew several Saints from all three sides, truly shaking the world and drawing the attention of all parties.
Even the Gu Lan Holy Church, the ruler of the human domain, was quite wary of him—an extremely terrifying young man of transcendent power.
Moreover, this person possessed trump cards that even the entire Gu Lan Holy Church had to fear, and he was listed on their forbidden roster.
Next was the matter of the Sin Tribes. These races, defeated in the Divine War a hundred thousand years ago and exiled to the Land of Sin and Chaos due to a Heavenly Dao oath, though not enjoying the favorable conditions of the human domain, had still given birth to many powerhouses.
Now, as the hundred-thousand-year period neared its end, it was feared that Sin Tribe powerhouses would cross the Abyssal Valley and invade the human domain.
Although the vast majority deeply believed in the invincibility of the Gu Lan Holy Church's Heavenly God, many were also worried.
Because those Sin Tribes were powerhouses who had risen from the harsh, bitter cold of the Land of Sin and Chaos, each one quite formidable. There might even be truly terrifying old monsters existing, covetously eyeing the entire human domain.
And within the human domain, with its favorable geographical environment, many cultivators lived in comfort and ease, lacking corresponding combat experience. Once a great war broke out, even if victory was possible, a tremendous price would likely have to be paid.
Furthermore, one point worthy of worry was the stance of the powerhouses from the myriad realms. These powerhouses from other heavens were not only astonishingly strong individually but also wielded extraordinary ancient weapons that could threaten the stability of the human domain.
Especially regarding the future battle between the human race and the Sin Tribes, the stance of this side was a concern.
According to some incomplete channels of information, it was heard that the powerhouses from the Myriad Domains side had been invited by the Sin Tribes. Setting aside the hatred from the Divine Battlefield and receiving generous gifts, they had taken a stand on the same front.
This deeply worried the high-level powerhouses of the human domain; that was absolutely an incomparably powerful force.
When the time for battle came, many powerhouses of the human domain wore worried expressions.
The fluctuations gradually subsided and were soon covered up.
Because this day was the Pilgrimage Day of the Gu Lan Continent. Powerhouses gathered like clouds, assembling in the Holy City to pay homage to the Heavenly God.
The entire human domain was boiling with excitement. The Gu Lan Holy City at the center was especially decorated with lanterns and colored banners, auspicious lights reaching the heavens, flower petals drifting like rain, divine springs gushing from the earth—all sorts of astonishing phenomena continuously appeared, startling the mortal world.
Streaks of flowing light traversed the heavens and earth; these were powerhouses arriving from various domains. Carriages soared through the air, riding clouds and mists; some even rode extraordinary demonic beasts. All were powerhouses from various domains, including the true masters of great sects and super-powerful individuals famous throughout the world, all gathering in the Gu Lan Holy City.
This Pilgrimage Day, held once every ten years, had always been incomparably grand. It was the most magnificent festival in the entire Gu Lan Continent's human domain, bar none.
Moreover, on this day, the Gu Lan Holy Church would hold a selection competition, choosing a considerable number of young talents to enter the divine mountain and receive the Heavenly God's baptism.
It could be said that for the younger generation of this continent, this was the supreme honor. Because once one received the Heavenly God's baptism, they would undergo a comprehensive sublimation, shedding the shackles of the mortal world, greatly benefiting future cultivation, and even potentially becoming high-ranking members of the Holy Church.
Naturally, the number of baptism slots could not be too many—only ten. Therefore, each selection competition was also a top-tier gathering for the younger generation of the Gu Lan Continent's human domain, with young prodigies from various domains coming to participate in the selection and challenges.
On Pilgrimage Day, powerhouses gathered like clouds.
Countless powerhouses flooded into the Holy City. However, under the supervision of the Gu Lan Holy Church's law enforcers, no one disrupted order; everything appeared surprisingly orderly.
Furthermore, for this Pilgrimage Day, the Gu Lan Holy Church's enforcement of order in the Holy City was many times stricter than in the past. A large number of Holy Church powerhouses appeared, and even the lofty Holy Elders were overseeing.
Because they were worried that visitors from other realms might enter the Holy City and take the opportunity to infiltrate the Holy Church, which they would not permit.
However, when the Holy City unfurled its heavenly curtain, all these worries quietly dissolved.
Because this was personally empowered by the Heavenly God, possessing vast and mighty power. Those not of this heaven and earth would be blocked and unable to enter.
Only, Ye Chen, who had long since infiltrated the Holy City again, shook his head with a cold laugh.
Although that mysterious Heavenly God of the Holy Church was on par with a Heavenly King and had forcefully suppressed and slain a number of powerhouses from the myriad realms, to think such methods could intercept the powerhouses from the myriad realms was somewhat wishful thinking.
These were super-powerhouses from immortal forces; how could they not possess corresponding secret treasures? A mere curtain of light like this wanting to completely block them was simply impossible.
He believed that within this Holy City on this day, many powerhouses from the Myriad Domains had surely already taken the opportunity to mix in.
Dong—
A clear, bright bell toll reverberated over the Holy City. The previously boiling, lively Holy City instantly fell silent, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.