Above the turbulent sea, there were numerous figures emitting powerful Genesis Qi, causing the space to appear distorted.

The waves of the outside world were raging, but the surface of the sea that they were on was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Peak master Lianyi was sitting quietly and gracefully on an ark. As she stared at the air in front of her, there was a trace of nervousness in the depths of her eyes. 

She knew that after months of fighting, the trip to the Mythic Utopia had come to an end. The disciples of each sect would begin to come out one after another.

What she did not know was how was the Cangxuan Sect’s harvest? And what about the casualties?

Peak master Lianyi was well aware that every time the Mythic Utopia opened, some Cangxuan Sect Chosen would be killed. The worst time was when almost half of the ten Great Chosen were killed. At that time, many chief disciples of the various peaks were also wounded and killed. 

And the Sacred Palace had been the culprit. 

This time, the overall...