The Forgotten Land, the bottommost layer of the Netherworld, held the foundation of the Great Dao and served as the true frontline against the invading forces.
This place was nourished by the sea of the Old Netherworld’s Dao.
It was stabilized by the corpses of fallen prodigies from the past and present, their fused Daos forming an unyielding wall.
Even the Heaven’s Will could not casually interfere here.
As long as this place remained intact, the heavens and earth could still be considered safe, and there was hope for a final stand.
But...
The sea churned violently, coffins were uprooted, and the defensive line began to collapse.
Once the entities held back by this place broke through, they would emerge from the Forgotten Land and invade the greater world.
The old dean leapt to his feet and onto a coffin that had risen into the air.
Boom!
Using his own power, he began suppressing the coffins, attempting to calm the turbulent waters.
Boom! Boom!