Some people were wrapped in black robes, red robes, etc., without revealing their faces.
"One Sword, Withered Wood Rejuvenation, Heavenly Immortal... are all participating. Shouldn't they be able to topple that group?"
"Don't be blindly optimistic. If the Lord of Yujing acts, or there's a being even stronger, the result could be disastrous."
"Just hope these beings aren't high disciples from the ancestral court of that great Outer Domain organization, otherwise, our side will undoubtedly lose!"
Some were more pessimistic because their camp lacked the direct lineage personally cultivated by Yujing, and in fact, they had never entered that supreme city hanging above.
The celestial sanctuary Ruins were vast, like a continent floating in the Night Fog Sea, but it was tattered.
Besides broken walls and ruins, there were many scorched areas, as if it had been eroded by unimaginable Tribulation Qi; many mountain bodies had been melted and then rapidly frozen by Netherworld's chill.
