Next, the expression on the Hell Dog’s face grew grim.

“What did you see?” The Two-headed Windbolt Wyrm noticed as well that something was amiss.

“Tree and tiger are fighting some other fellows,” the Hell Dog said.

“Who? Others have entered?” the Two-headed Windbolt Wyrm hastily asked.

“Two human cultivators. They are very powerful. They must be at the Earthen Immortal stage.” The Hell Dog’s Nether Eye shone with greater intensity.

“What? Earthen Immortals?! How could such existences have entered? Did they come from Eternal World as well?” 

“It is possible that they are from other places.”

“Yes. There are many passageways and cracks leading to this ancient battlefield. They may be from other worlds. How is the fight going?”

“Tree and tiger are no match for them! By the way, purple-coloured energy streams are surging out from their opponents. Even their hair and eyes are purple.”

“Oh, no!”

As the Hell Dog was observing the fight, one of the human cultivators suddenly turned his head and a purple stream of light jumped through space to attack the Hell Dog’s gaze.

Shockingly, in the face of the opponent’s purple-coloured gaze, the Hell Dog’s Nether Eye gaze was beaten back again and again.

“Hah!”...