In the front there was a stretch of crimson land, riddled with pockmarks.
The Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield was different from the battlefield on Guang Han, it wasn't a vast flatland; on the contrary, the terrain was extremely complex and varied.
At this moment, the Immortal Dragon Divine Beast stood atop a hill, gazing ahead.
"Strange, not a single Beast Race creature in sight on this Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield."
The Dragon Divine Beast showed a puzzled expression: "Where's all the promised fighting day and night?"
Within a hundred-mile radius, there were no signs of battle.
"Could it be that I haven't ventured deep enough?"
The Dragon Divine Beast looked thoughtful, and the next moment, it flapped its wings and flew toward the depths of the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield.
Shortly after it flew away.
A scarlet-gold Golden Throne Divine Phoenix arrived at the hill where the Dragon Divine Beast had been.
