In the void battlefield.

All the creatures from more than four thousand worlds were transported into this boundless void.

Among these more than four thousand worlds, there are worlds that know the cause of the great tribulation, and there are also worlds that are not clear about it.

The moment they appeared here, they heard two voices.

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Outside the void scroll.

The voices of the young man named Ling and the middle-aged man in black came indifferently into the void scroll battlefield.

"All sentient beings in the lower world listen."

"There are a total of 4,800 realms that will be affected by this calamity, with billions of living beings in them. This calamity is intended to cleanse the world of moths."

"You are now in the Void Battlefield. Every day, the space of the Void Battlefield will shrink. Therefore, do not think that you can stop the war and hide to avoid the disaster."

"In the context of the shrinking space, you will either be crushed by the edge of the shrinking space, or you will rush all the way to the center."

"Ninety-nine percent of the creatures in every realm will perish in this catastrophe. This catastrophe will not end until the final void battlefield only accommodates ten thousand creatures."

"During the great tribulation, there are no rules. All you can do is kill, kill others, and let yourself live until the end."

"Only by fighting to the end and living to the end can we prove that living beings in all worlds have the value of continuing to exist."

Only those who survive to the end can prove that they may have the potential to reach heaven and be given life.

Although in the past tens of thousands of years, there may not have been a single transcendent person.

However, as long as one out of the billions of creatures can survive, it will be worth it.

Only detached people can be called valuable; other creatures are just moths.

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On the gray empty battlefield.

Boundless and endless.

There are billions of creatures from all walks of life. After hearing these rules, there are sadness, despair, fighting spirit, anger, and various emotions.

But there is nothing they can do. They are in a catastrophe and cannot escape.

The purpose of this catastrophe is to cleanse. Unless a sufficient number of living beings die, the catastrophe will not stop.

They can only risk everything, rush forward and fight to survive until the end.

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Within the battlefield.

The space seems to have no end, it is extremely vast.

Zhou Yi stood on the top of the void, with the shadow of a giant tree as high as the sky above his head, covering countless worlds.

He also heard the two voices from the upper world.

Now the boundless battlefield will continue to shrink. The purpose is to force all living creatures to rush towards the center of the battlefield and use the living creatures to cleanse the living beings.

There are billions of creatures in the 4800 worlds, and in the end, only 10,000 creatures will survive.

The probability of one in billions.

This is the essence of the Great Purge.

Zhou Yi sighed, unable to help but be shocked by this ratio.

But with his current cultivation level, he cannot change the problem of this cosmic series.

What Zhou Yi needs to do now is to follow the mark he left and find his wife, son and others as soon as possible.

After creatures from all walks of life were transported into the void battlefield, everything was out of order and had no accurate location.

Even if they are from the same realm, they will not appear together.

The purpose of this kind of disorderly transmission is to let the trillions of creatures in the 4800 realms kill each other to eliminate the calamity.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi had already left behind the means, and with the means that he had planted in the people around him with his heavenly power, as long as they were not in the same realm as him, there would be no problems.

For humble beings and ordinary monks, this catastrophe is a fatal calamity, but for Zhou Yi now, it has no meaning.

With his strength, he is enough to protect several important people around him and save their lives.

However, it can only save some people, but cannot save the whole world.

At this moment, Zhou Yi took a step forward and frowned slightly. He felt that the intensity of the space in the void was extraordinary. He was unable to move the void and appear next to Xia Wangshu in an instant.

It is indeed a higher level of upper realm power.

However, simply based on the speed of his physical body, it is terrifying enough.

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at this time.

The killings in the void battlefield have begun.

Monk beasts and creatures from other races appear near creatures of all races at the same time. As long as they meet, there is only one word.

kill!

Kill others!

Use all your strength and risk everything to kill others.

This is a great cleansing of the heaven, earth and universe. Here, there is no so-called good and evil, no hostility, only the desire to survive condensed into every living being.

There is nothing wrong with the heaven, earth and universe wanting to cleanse them of these moths.

There is nothing wrong with these humble creatures wanting to continue living.

No one is wrong.

The only thing that living beings can do in this catastrophe is to try their best to survive until the end.

In the void battlefield.

Even though Zhou Yi has been here for half his life, he thinks he has seen countless world battles, all kinds of killings, and blazing battlefields. The scenes in the void battlefield below him still make his heart tremble.

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At this moment, he really realized the feeling of "all living beings are ants".

There are billions of creatures in the four thousand eight hundred worlds, as small and humble as dust.

In this void battlefield, the number of creatures that died every quarter of an hour was in the millions.

A war between the creatures of 4,800 worlds.

Each world is comparable to a star field.

A battlefield of this level...

The battles on the battlefield and battles between mythical giants that Zhou Yi had seen in the past were so insignificant in the face of the death of creatures on such a huge scale in the universe.

On the battlefield here, even the existence of the realm of immortality and creation is nothing more than a grain of sand in the torrent of fallen creatures.

When going to Xia Wangshu's side.

Zhou Yi accidentally discovered several battles.

Those were some Maha realm monks from some small sects on Yuanzhou Continent.

Since he saw it, he saved it easily.

After a dozen breaths.

Zhou Yi found Xia Wangshu.

With Zhou Yi's strength protecting her body, she was unscathed.

However, she saw people dying all the time around her. In the area where she was, tens of thousands of creatures were dying every moment.

She hugged her husband tightly, her voice trembling slightly, with a hint of sadness and joy: "Xi'er is happy."

The great world of Luofu has four thousand eight hundred worlds and hundreds of millions of practitioners.

Only one person does not have to experience this kind of despair.

That is their daughter.

Zhou Yi was silent and did not speak. Even though he had transcended the realm now, he still felt powerless in the face of such a catastrophe at the cosmic level.

This great calamity is the source of the universe, the incarnation of the universe, and the Taoist ancestor who made it happen.

Within his universe, this is his world and rights, and it is also a necessary means.

Zhou Yi once again realized his own weakness.

It also strengthened his belief that one day he would truly become a Taoist-level figure.

Later, Zhou Yi followed the marks and found Ping'er and some people from Tingtian Peak, as well as the senior sister from Xuan Dao Sect and others.
To be continued...