The Wanchu Sacred Master, a pinnacle figure of his generation, unexpectedly died in the Dragon Nest. A purple creature ripped off his skull, and his brain matter flowed out. His upper body, a mess of red and white, collapsed to the ground!
This wasn't just any powerful individual. He was one of the rulers of the Eastern Wastelands in this era, far surpassing other sovereigns. Hardly anyone in the mortal world could match him, yet he was annihilated.
This was akin to a major earthquake, having an immense impact and leaving everyone shocked. A chill ran deep within their bones. The Dragon Nest was far too fierce; even Sacred Masters were beginning to fall!
"ROAR!"
In the Ancient Cave, primordial creatures roared. Among them, several were almost divine, enveloped by halos, leading their holy divine relics to suppress the heroic lords from all factions.
