"Our homeland is behind us, and we have no chance to retreat. Battle, battle, and contribute our last drop of blood for the Heavenly Courts."
A voice echoed on the road ahead.
In the vast desert, the sand and wind were flying. On the high dune, a 10-meter-high god supported a broken flag and stood on the top of the dune, blocking the way.
But in fact, this god had already died.
There was a silver nail inserted between his eyebrows, which had been directly shot through the back of his head and killed the deity's Primordial Spirit. However, his cultivation was too sophisticated. His fighting intent and will did not disappear. Even though thousands of years had passed, he was still existing around the sand dune.
Li Mu and the others could not pass under the sand dune.
This was because t
