116 A Thousand Years of Waiting

When the skeletal throne completely disappeared from the huge white array in the sky, Zhou Yun's aura completely disappeared from the Avici Hell.

The 10,000-meter-tall mountain of bones and the wails of the thousands of dead souls in the sky had all disappeared. The entire Avici Hell was empty.

What Zhou Yun did not know was that on the other side of the Avici Hell, the sect leaders of the five sects were nervously defending against the attacks of the spiritual corpses with their backs to each other.

They were gasping for breath, the spiritual energy in their bodies was almost exhausted. They could only barely form a five-person array to support it. Other than the five sect leaders, there were no other cultivators left alive!

More than half of the five sects' trump card, their three hundred golden core cultivators had already been completely annihilated in this crusade!