More than half of the three hundred million troops were vaporized by the first blast. Not even bone dust was left of the eighteen sequence experts operating the black curtain. Moran Xutong stood frozen on the spot, all by his lonesome. Everyone around him was dead, including the experts he’d brought from his clan.

He’d survived due to a Lifeline Talisman that’d died for him.

Regardless, that horrific blow shattered his confidence and that of all the cultivators from the chief worlds.

Whether it was Lu Qing or the Demonic Vine, those two only took the outsiders down a few pegs. They’d never caused the invaders to lose their conviction because the latter knew that the Land of Reincarnation was a broken world protected by order. Once their experts found the right way to attack, the...