The mountains stretched wide, with peaks like giant elephants lying horizontally, one after another, while this battlefield area was in ruins.
Everyone retreated, uncertain why all the ancient beings appeared simultaneously and rushed here. Could it all be for the desolate?
Shi Hao wielded the Daluo Immortal Sword, took a few steps back, finding himself in a favorable position, yet his current state was terrible, unsuitable for further battle.
Moreover, he felt apprehensive, constantly sensing danger, as if some creature had its eyes on him, not daring to act recklessly.
"One, two, three..."
Someone counted, and couldn't help but gasp in shock; at least eight or nine ancient kings were present in these mountains.
This was absolutely a major event!
"More people are rushing here. What's happening?" People were bewildered.
Could it be because the desolate cultivated the second Immortal Qi, such an achievement shook the Immortal Ancient world, attracting everyone's interest?
