Chu Zheng slowly walked out of the grand hall, glancing at the heavenly dome.
Above the firmament were countless suns, and within the infinitely distant starscape, terrifying tidal waves would splash occasionally, accompanied by the dimming of numerous stars, casting an endless night over parts of the Lower Heavenly Domain.
That was a reflection of the Middle Layer Heavenly Domain, the main battlefield for Eighth-Order creatures. From the fluctuations observed, the situation there had already entered intense turmoil.
News of the Martial Hall's great victory over the Otherkind in the Battlefield of All Heavens must have already reached the Immortal Alliance; under immense pressure, they would surely hasten their strategic deployments.
Outside the hall, there was no one; Dongsheng Yu had already disappeared without a trace.
Chu Zheng extended his Divine Sense, quickly locating Fu Zhixuan.