At this moment, even Nan Feng and the others were somewhat uneasy.
Between heaven and earth, the Forbidden Ancient Path stretched vast and indistinct. They stood there among a crowd of ghosts, fully aware that a terrifying great formation was occurring right beside them, yet it was imperceptible, impossible to detect!
"For the commoners, in this sense, they are indeed like ants... When we think the years are peaceful, right beside us, in the space and time, a battle is happening that could decide the fate of the world..."
Jiang Li couldn't help but sigh.
In this world of the Grey Mist Sea, they had already reached the True Ancestor Level, second only to those who could Touch the Prohibition. Yet still, they were far too weak when facing the force of the origin and couldn't even observe it.
"Can we win..."
"If we can win... Perhaps there really is still a glimmer of hope, the last incarnation of those who are the end of Myriad Dao, alive..."
