"Let's see what kind of dangerous traps you can set up..."

He murmured something to himself, then moved and disappeared into the thick fog.

Extending his divine sense, he found that the fog itself posed no danger, but as he pierced through it, everything before him suddenly underwent a dramatic transformation.

All light was concealed, leaving only all-consuming darkness before one's eyes. Only in the very center of heaven and earth could one vaguely see an ancient gate, the entrance to the Fourth Heaven.

But Shen Qian stood still, only sighing, "With your strength, do you still need to resort to such despicable means?"

Golden waves of light erupted from Shen Qian's body, briefly illuminating the surrounding world.

The darkness receded, revealing a space within a kilometer radius. Above, below, left, and right of the sinking figure, countless cold weapons appeared in dense array, numbering in the tens of millions.

These weapons, inscribed with runes, are vaguely arranged in some strange pattern, resembling a gaping maw ready to devour anyone in the darkness. Just one more step forward would lead to an abyss.

"Seven Lives, I told you long ago, no matter what, Shen Qian wouldn't be this stupid. He's a human who can incur the wrath of the gods. Apart from that sickly Ji Wen, there's no one else in the human race who's worthy of our attention."

As a soft laugh rang out, eight figures began to appear faintly from all directions.

The speaker was a man standing directly in front, closest to the Fourth Heaven Gate, whose entire body was wrapped in a black robe.

His eyes were a deep blue, and his overall demeanor was somewhat similar to the Ganwu tribe man that Shen Qian had fought in Wanren Mountain, but he seemed even more unfathomable to Shen Qian.

"Ulan?"

Shen Qian seemed to remember something and uttered two words.

Although it was a question, Shen Qian knew he was probably right.

The second strongest warrior in the Divine Pillar rankings, the peerless genius of the Ganwu Clan, Ulan.

The other person's name was very long; Ulan was just the first two characters of that long name.

However, that's not the point. The point is that the other party is a genuine ninth-level Divine Realm expert.

In other words, the opponent is the Nine Heavens of Mountains and Seas!

"I just wanted to test this battle formation I learned from the ancient times. Since he is now alert, I will give up."

The third young man from the left answered Ulan's question.

He looked similar to a human, but was much taller, with sharp features and an inescapable aura of menace between his brows.

Shen Qian already knew who the young man was when he called out the other person's identity in Wulan.

The fifth pillar of the Divine Pillar, of the Earth Witch Clan, with seven lives.

It was also a top-tier expert whose cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Mountain and Sea Realm!

As soon as Shen Qian appeared in the darkness, he immediately sensed a deadly threat, but it did not come from the massive weapon formation, but from the master behind it.

Shen Qian never expected that two people from the top ten of the Divine Pillars would appear here at the same time.

wrong……

Shen Qian suddenly realized something. There were eight people around him, and although their positions were different, it was clear that they were standing on equal footing.

If Ulan and Qiming are among the top ten of the Divine Pillars, then what are the identities of the remaining six?

Shen Qian's gaze quickly locked onto a huge figure directly behind him, whose eyes, as big as copper bells, held undisguised killing intent.

This was the only person he had ever met.

The Giant Spirits, Zain.

The Divine Pillar ranks eighth, another peerless genius at the ninth level of the Divine Realm!

As if in response to Shen Qian's doubts, the remaining five people no longer hid their identities and revealed them one by one.

“Gu Clan, Ayishamu!” a girl whose body was covered in strange patterns and was almost revealing said calmly.

Her voice was clearly pleasant to listen to, yet it sent chills down one's spine, even causing dizziness deep within Shen Qian's mind, as if listening to her a few more words would bring some kind of misfortune.

The Divine Pillar ranks ninth, and is at the ninth level of the Divine Realm!

"The Power Clan, Tianmeng!"

A young man who was four meters tall and whose body seemed to faintly radiate golden light said in a cold voice.

The Divine Pillar ranks seventh and is at the ninth level of the Divine Realm!

"The Spirit Witch Clan, Poga!"

Standing to the right rear of Chen Qian, a figure shrouded in a white robe spoke softly, the voice indistinct.

The Divine Pillar ranks sixth and is at the ninth level of the Divine Realm!

"Duan Tianhong of the Southern Witch Clan!"

Shen Qian was surprised to hear a surname similar to that of the Chinese people. He turned his head and glanced at it. The powerful man from the Southern Witch Clan looked extremely thin, and his face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.

As for the last person, without needing an introduction, Shen Qian had already discerned something from the enormous wings on the other person's back.

Among the top ten divine pillars, one spot belongs to the Celestial Clan.

The third pillar of the divine race, the Celestial Race, Euron!

Surrounded by eight people, Shen Qian unconsciously exhaled a breath of stale air.

Even though he had anticipated that the situation would be somewhat unpleasant, Shen Qian still did not expect that the situation would be far worse than he had imagined.

Eight top experts from the ninth level of the Mountain and Sea Realm!

Even though Shen Qian has undergone repeated transformations after reaching the ancient era, facing eight top experts from the mountains and seas at the same time... this is still a situation where certain death is inevitable!