Austin was naturally unaware of the events occurring behind him.
Leaving Star City, his figure blurred through the void, covering tens of thousands of kilometers without knowing it.
He traversed the Netherworld, soared through clouds, and roamed the nine heavens.
When martial artists in this world reached high realms, it was not without reason that ordinary mortals regarded them as immortal gods.
With one hand, they could shatter the sky, mountains and rivers flowing with blood.
Before the might of those above the Celestial Being level, countless mortals were nothing more than ants.
Even a practitioner at the Void Realm in this world wielded the power to challenge nations. In a world where individual power was infinitely magnified, mortals and cultivators were almost like two different species.
Crrrash!
Who knows how long had passed,
before Austin emerged from the void, finding himself deep within the boundless, wild demon beast mountain range.
