During this time, there were strong beings who realized they couldn't escape and chose instead to stand their ground and resist furiously.
However, it was meaningless.
They were continuously blasted apart.
In just a few breaths' time.
The towering Tianjian Mountain had been flattened.
All that was left in its place was a giant pit reaching dozens of miles deep.
If one were to look from thousands of miles away, they would find that this massive pit resembled a footprint, but magnified by billions of times.
Hum.
The auras of countless Primordial Spirits turned into streaks of light, racing in all directions.
The thick scent of blood spread.
That single step had shattered the physical bodies of countless strong beings.
Having lost their physical forms, the Primordial Spirits were still there; even though they were severely damaged, many of the strong beings' Primordial Spirits had not completely collapsed.
Now grasping the opportunity, they naturally fled as if mad.