Chapter 1797: History is Made of Stories of Blood and Tears

The cracks on the ground were too shocking and terrifying.

Those who lived through the land splitting 100,000 years ago were terrified. Even after 100,000 years had passed, the fear from the land splitting that year left an indelible mark on their hearts and minds. It was their biggest nightmare.

This place was closest to the place where the Great Void and the Unknown Land was the closest. If the split started from this place, it was likely that history would repeat itself.

"The land is splitting," Xi Wangmu, who was standing in the midst of the fierce beasts, said with an unsightly expression.

"The land has begun to split?"

The disaster has begun, heralding the end of the world.

The fierce beasts grew more and more restless. They seemed to be losing their reason as well, on the verge of madness. Killing intent surged in the sky above the Great Abyss Land.