786, Myriad Domains Altar

"Snap—"

A divine-level battle puppet instantly turned into scrap metal the moment it flew out of Stone Mountain.

A faint paw print dissipated in the void.

The divine-level cultivator controlling the puppet trembled, blood gushing from his mouth, his eyes widened as he fell backward.

Everyone else was stunned and dared not charge forward for the moment.

"Whoosh—"

Stone Mountain crashed down towards the altar.

Not just one, but at least ten stone mountains plummeted down.

Atop each mountain were hundreds, if not thousands, of human cultivators.

Not only were there stone mountains, but also the bodies of various demons were being thrown onto the altar.

Above the altar, marks turned into green serpent shadows, slamming into the stone mountains and mutated beasts.

The mutated beasts trembled under the impact of the serpent shadows, shattering into pieces of bloody mist.