Chapter 176: Ten Days

Ten full days bled away within the temporal dilation of the pocket realm, and the initial chaos had finally subsided. The weak had been purged. Those who lacked the cultivation to sustain prolonged combat, or the cunning to avoid it, had been beaten unconscious and stripped of their tokens.

What remained was a drastically thinned population, scattered across the battlefield in terrified alliances. Some had hidden themselves in caves, others in deep subterranean ravines, desperately waiting for the storm to pass. The age of the scavengers was over.

The age of the apex predators had begun.

Across the vast, shifting battlefield, the Six Peerless Geniuses of the Upper Division were demonstrating exactly why the Central Continent viewed the rest of the lower division provinces as little more than dust.