The river, like a scroll, unfolded in reality, grand and magnificent.
Those who had witnessed the Fuli Battlefield before, including Jiang Yunqing, narrowed their pupils, showing an expression of disbelief.
Because the "Dao Realm" of Lv Zhexiong and Mu Zhao collided as if to destroy the world, they couldn't see the specific situation within the battlefield. Yet, at this moment, the "river of time" that spanned the sky forcefully divided the two Upper Three Grades' "Dao Realms".
There was even an overwhelming aura that swept everything, covered everything, and transcended everything.
In comparison, even that intimidating "domineering" aura, which made one involuntarily submit, appeared dim and seemed like a poor counterfeit.
Although the two were unrelated, the difference in substance was as vast as clouds and mud, distinguishable at a glance.
Shen Yuliu was incredulous, mouth agape, and said, "Is that... another 'Dao Realm'?!"
