The last ruler of the human race, Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether, had once unified the Wanggu Continent after a war campaign that covered every direction. He killed so much that the myriad races did not dare to raise their heads and could only submit to him.
This was humanity’s final glory before the fragmented-face of the god arrived.
At that time, if any race dared to disrespect the human race, they would be killed by the human race’s Upper Mystic Five Ministries.
Countless races and evil cultivators had died in the hands of the Upper Mystic Five Ministries.
Any one of these five ministries could intimidate the world and make the myriad races tremble.
The Sword Holding Ministry was one of the Upper Mystic Five Ministries.
However, all of this glory collapsed with the appearance of the god’s fragmented-face.
The appearance of the god caused all the beings to be tainted by His aura. The world underwent a drastic change, and even someone as powerful as the Ancient Sovereign Mystic Nether could only feel dejected.
Even many of the ancient sovereigns and rulers who had been sleeping were awakened. However, they could only sigh and not fight back.
In the end, what they could do was to give up on the Wanggu Continent and leave with their clansmen who were suitable to follow them.
Some races left by themselves and created their own sacred territory outside the Wanggu Continent.
However, more races gathered together and created the legendary… holy land.
These sacred territories and holy land seemed far away beyond the sky, but in fact, they were not endlessly far from the Wanggu Continent.
After they used the Wanggu Continent to attract the attention of the fragmented-face of the god, they were able to develop safely and soundly for so many years.
However, all of this was possible because the remaining races on the Wanggu Continent had endured the suffering that all the races should have suffered together.
As time passed, the races of the Wanggu Continent continued to die and be born. Although they were still inextricably linked to the races of the past, their essence was no longer the same.
Anomalous substances were the most important symbol.
Looking at Xu Qing’s journey, anomalous substances didn’t seem to have much of an impact on cultivators, but this was related to his sect. The larger the sect, the more meticulous the handling of the anomalous substances.
In the small sects and mortal territories outside, anomalous substances were one of the key factors that determined their life and death.
However, even the power of the great sects couldn’t completely solve the problem of the anomalous substances in a cultivator’s body. They could only rely on constant cultivation to temporarily suppress it. However, they couldn’t remove the root of the problem.
It was like a huge hidden danger. If one was slightly careless, it would erupt one day and cause the cultivators to mutate. However, over the years, people had tried out all kinds of methods to resist the anomalous substances. In the end, they found some methods which showed some effects.
However, every cultivator knew that this… was still a hidden danger. If someone had the ability to agitate the other party’s abnormal substances, then the other part would become extremely weak in front of them.
This was also the reason why Illuminate shocked the Yinghuang Province.
However, there was nothing that could be done about it. The path of cultivation was like this in this era. They had no choice but to continue forward.
Only the holy land or the legendary Grand Imperial Capital Region had methods to completely purify one’s body. Of course, there were also some special techniques that could purify one’s body for a certain period of time.
However, as long as one was in this world, even if their body was pure for a certain period of time, they would still be invaded as long as they breathed the air and absorbed the spiritual energy here.
As such, being received by the holy land was the dream of many cultivators.
However, the holy land was high and mighty. Only the large clans in the Wanggu Continent seemed to have some connections with the holy land. It was these connections that allowed the order and system in these large clans to not collapse.
Just like the human race’s Upper Mystic Five Ministries.
At this moment, in the afterglow of dusk, at the moment when this miserable land was revealed under the light, the Sword Holding Court attacked.
“The human race is still here!” As the middle-aged man’s voice rang out in the sky, the battle began.
Numerous figures appeared, radiating killing intent as they shot toward Three Spirits Suppression Mountain.
Anyone who could become a Sword Holder was an extremely outstanding person. The killing intent was so intense that it filled the sky. In an instant, the city filled with the Three Spirits’ disciples was in chaos.
As for the Three Spirits, they had no time to pay attention to anything else. Sword light swept across the first mountain, the giant roared at the second mountain, and three Sword Holders attacked the third mountain.
Heaven and earth shook.
Roars, shrill screams, and the sound of spells resounded through the clouds, causing the dark clouds in the sky to become fainter and fainter. More and more afterglow landed on the ground.
As for the middle-aged man who was the leader of the Sword Holding Court, he walked towards the first mountain.
Among the three fiends transformed from the three souls of the Ghost Emperor, the third and second were only at the first stage of Nihility. However, the eldest, Spirit Venerable Embryonic Light, had stepped into the second stage many years ago. At this moment, in the sword light, the black fog formed by Spirit Venerable Embryonic Light seemed unstoppable.
However, in the next moment, as the middle-aged cultivator walked in, the will of the galaxy seemed to explode and suppressed him.
The battle erupted in the sky.
The battle erupted on the earth.
The battles were everywhere!
“It’s time!” said the captain, his eyes shining.
As he spoke, he suddenly charged down the mountain, heading for the third mountain. As he rushed out, he didn’t forget to turn around and wave at Xu Qing and Yanyan to urge them.
“Let’s go.”
Just as Yanyan was about to stand up, Xu Qing turned around and walked unhurriedly to a withered tree not far behind him. Standing in front of the tree, Xu Qing calmly spoke.