Iron Curtain City.
Two armies faced each other, the atmosphere as intense as a rainbow.
Boom!
Thunder roared, strong light swept across the scorching air, and huge dark clouds covered the sky. High above, the clouds surged, and an endless aura of slaughter enveloped the universe.
There was also a golden dragon coiling, the Four Spirits suppressing the four directions, fostering a majestic array.
The Array of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Even ordinary people without cultivational powers, upon arriving here, could sense the infinite divine might above the skies; each of the scorching white lights represented a top-level cultivation in the human world.
Mahayana Phase, just a step away from being complete and ascending on the spot.