C1247 The Backup Plan Left Behind by the Immortal

Despite their numerical superiority, the Martial Cultivators of No-abyss City were swiftly and chillingly slaughtered within moments. The air was thick with the stench of blood, emanating from the shattered mist of gore and severed limbs. The void was fractured by Divine Abilities, and the remnants of Magical Treasures littered the battlefield, leaving it a scene of utter devastation