Once Cheng Yun had isolated the Great Dao, all cultivators upon the land could no longer perceive even the slightest trace of the battle.
They only knew that the entire world was trembling.
Their cultivation bases churned uncontrollably.
As for how the battle progressed, in this realm, no one was qualified to witness it.
Whether it was a Great Luo cultivator or a Qi Refiner, they were all the same.
In a battle between Saints, they could at most catch fleeting glimpses of the conflict.
Now that the Heavenly Dao had been severed, even that was impossible.
It was as if the entire world had been cut off from the battle.
Throughout the universe, Cheng Yun's presence could no longer be perceived.
However, they all knew that the one confronting Cheng Yun now was the Dao Ancestor.
If they had chosen to battle within the universe itself, the world would have been annihilated.
As living beings of this land, their survival would have been impossible.
Even the Heavenly Dao could only shrink away to the side.
At this moment, Bi Zhu was hiding in a relatively safe place, looking toward the sky.