A towering silver-blue figure stood firm in the shattered region of chaos, though its divine soul and will had dimmed by nearly twenty percent. Anger, fear, and shock radiated from its aura. Guta and its companion stood even further away, their auras even weaker. Their confrontation and words left every powerhouse from the great civilizations across the Ancient Battlefield tense and uncertain. No one knew whom to believe. 3

The Heavenly Punishment Race had once been the mightiest civilization on the Ancient Battlefield, guarding the region closest to the seventh layer for over a million years.  They never interfered with external affairs, unless provoked. When they did act, it always ended in annihilation. Under usual circumstances, everyone should have trusted Guta and its companion; after all, they had known them for countless years.0

But the silver-blue undying being, one who had descended from the seventh layer itself, had chosen to abandon its undying true form just to flee downward. In such a situation, its words clearly carried more weight.0

The Nine Hells the two had mentioned was not unfamiliar; records of it existed among all nine peak civilizations, including the human race. A million years ago, two eternal-level colossal beasts had clashed in a battle so terrifying that both had been left grievously wounded. The power unleashed by their duel had torn through Supreme Chaos itself, creating what was now known as the Ancient Battlefield.0

When those two eternal colossal beasts fell into deep slumber, the site of their battle drew countless alien races and chaotic beasts. It...0