A grand sect stood tall amidst the sprawling mountains, with palaces of ethereal divine light or ancient and solemn structures. Pavilions, towers, and water gardens dotted the peaks, standing proudly at the mountain tops, shrouded in mist and clouds, barely visible as if hidden by a veil. Twelve towering peaks surrounded a massive white jade plaza, with countless figures sitting in meditation, immersed in cultivation, amidst the swirling clouds.

Jiang Xuan felt as though he had vanished, as if he were in a dream, gazing down upon this grand sect.

"Where is this? An illusion? The ancient Black Pool Sect?"

Jiang Xuan's mind was still speculating when the scene before him suddenly changed.

The sect lay in ruins, with broken walls and scattered debris, the sound of battle echoing loudly, accompanied by cries of death.

A massive nine-headed wyvern spouted black flames, reducing the mountains and their buildings to rubble. A colossal green giant, over a thousand feet tall, swung a wolf-toothed club, smashing the white jade plaza with immense force, causing divine light ripples to erupt.

A beast with the face of a man and the body of a lion roared at the sky. Though its body was only a few meters tall, its mouth opened wide and a terrifying sucking force devoured countless figures, along with mountains, palaces, trees, and ruins, all of it swallowed into its maw.