The Abyssal Battlefield was covered in lightning as the calamitous sun hung high in the sky, casting its indifferent gaze over all lives below. In the desolate Abyssal Battlefield stood the black Grand-Orient Mountain Range. At this moment, it was enveloped by a huge hemisphere, which was the other half of the Grand-Orient Barrier.

This half wasn’t as colorful. Looking from the outside, only a densely packed brown pattern could be seen circulating on the barrier, while it was a whole different world from the inside. Compared to the colorful spirit hazards on the Flameyellow continent, the Abyssal Battlefield only had brown; the color of earth.

But today, there was something unusual happening on the battlefield. The ninety-nine mountains had actually turned into ninety-nine dragons made of rocks and mud, soaring within the barrier. They weren’t ordinary rocks and mud; the dragons could dive into the ground like the sea. As a result, the battlefield had turned into a sea with ripples spreading out while the dragons soared in the sea and sky.

Although the dragons could dissipate at any time, they could also recondense anywhere! It was actually a kind of earth spirit hazard, known...