Chapter 4659 Livestock Race

"There are six continents in this supreme world,"

the chaotic sky-devouring beast exclaimed as soon as they entered the gates of the Divine Being's World.

In front of them lay the vast and boundless chaotic void. Strewn among that space were six continents, each emitting obscure radiance.

The six continents were immensely large in size, so much so that the chaotic sky-devouring beast couldn't see where they began and where they ended. It was safe to say that only a small part of each continent was visible to their eyes.

The most striking part of these continents, however, was the incomparably large millstone floating in the sky above each continent.

From the void above, a steady stream of corpses were slowly falling down into the six millstones.

The six millstones were rotating gently, grinding all the corpses that fell into them.

Under each millstone was a path that extended outward with seemingly no end.

On each of the paths were illusory souls slowly walking into the unknown distance.

"This is the legendary six paths of reincarnation!"

the chaotic sky-devouring beast and the primitive gifted beasts shouted at once, widening their eyes in awe.

"So those are the Millstones of Reincarnation." Austin breathed, raising his head to look at them.

As he stared at the six grinding discs, he felt a mu

ven an inch, he stretched out his right hand. Before the creature could react, Austin had grabbed the saber right out of his hand.

Needless to say, Austin's blade skills trumped this creature's by miles.

Looking at his empty hands,

the creature was shocked.

However, that shock was soon replaced with indignation.

"Go to hell!" he roared, stretching out his fist to punch Austin.

Tremendous energy gushed out of his fist, causing the space and time around him to shake violently.

However, his attack was nothing in Austin's eyes.

Austin had long sensed that the creature in front of him was just an ordinary preliminary-grade divine god. For him, this creature was as weak as an ant.

He casually reached out and grabbed the creature's fist.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" the creature growled, trying to pull his fist out of Austin's grip.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all.

"Give me an honest answer.

Where are the eight branches of pilgrims?"

Austin asked, cutting to the chase.

"Boy, let go of me!

The eight branches of pilgrims have all been killed by our livestock race!

If you don't want to die along with them, you better let go right now.

Otherwise, you will die without a burial place!"

the creature threatened fiercely, unaware of who he was dealing with.