On the other side of the Heavenly Abyss, a world was enshrouded by grey mist.
The grey origin permeated between heaven and earth, casting a sense of oppressive dullness upon this realm.
At this moment, behind the Heavenly Abyss, countless pairs of crimson eyes were all staring into its depths.
They were all waiting!
"Twelve Immortal Seers crossing over... What kind of outcome will it lead to?"
Some existences whispered.
"Heh, in the current True Ancestor World, the strongest are merely those on the Ascendant Path, perhaps, we need not worry at all, they might be able to extinguish the entire True Ancestor World with a mere flick of their fingers."
Some beings sneered, sounding very relaxed.
"Not necessarily... Don't forget, the woman from The End of Myriad Paths, who knows what kind of measures she has left behind..."
Some strong entities were very cautious!
"No good!"
At this time, suddenly, a voice filled with terror came out, saying:
