In the Eastern Domain, at Ancestral Dragon City.
The once majestic and towering Ancestral Dragon City, a renowned line of defense in the Eastern Domain that had guarded the border for tens of thousands of years, was now a scene of crumbling walls and ruins, with the wreckage of war scattered everywhere.
Here, the ground was littered with the skeletons of ancestral dragons.
Massive dragon bodies lay sprawled, their flesh torn apart, their bones scattered.
Besides them, there were also the corpses of many other great clans of the Eastern Domain.
Piles of dragon blood and phoenix bones stacked up like mountains, turning this place into a desolate graveyard.
The ground rumbled and shook, and whistling sounds swept through the void, passing over the deathly still skeletons.
Looking up, one would see an overwhelming black shadow blotting out the sky, a dense mass of flapping wings stirring up a腥 wind, brutal and cold.
It swept past the weathered Ancestral Dragon City, charging toward the vast Eastern Domain beyond.
In the distance, heaven and earth were collapsing, and all sorts of strange phenomena were unfolding.
Immortal arts manifested as waterfalls of immortal light and refining flames that stretched like long rivers of silk, forming storms in the void.