They won!
They had really won!
The Force Race and Spirit Race powerhouses cheered in celebration at this hard-won victory!
Especially the Force Race powerhouses. Their emotions were a tangled mess. As they raised their arms and shouted, blue veins bulged across their bodies, venting the fury in their hearts!
To hell with those damned Heavenly Race bastards!
If it hadn't been for them, how could they have handed over the Nature Star they had fought so hard to obtain!
If it hadn't been for them, their clan leader might have lived a little longer!
If it hadn't been for them...
Many Force Race powerhouses clenched their fists, their eyes reddening with tears.
Compared to the Force Race, the Spirit Race's joy and excitement were written all over their faces, coming straight from the heart.
Ups and downs, plan after plan failing!
Yet now, they had finally seized a Primitive Chaos Star and regained their foothold in the High-Dimensional Universe!
They had even defeated their mortal enemy, the Heavenly Race!
Only they themselves knew the hardships they had endured.
Wang Ye stood where he was.
His own emotions were equally complicated.
In the end, he had shouldered everything alone.
This war among high-dimensional races appeared to have nothing whatsoever to do with humanity, or even the Low-Dimensional Races.
Yet in truth, he had played a crucial role in it.
On this chessboard, besides the Heavenly Race, Dark Race, Force Race, and Spirit Race, there was also him—a secret player.
A five-sided contest!
He had even fought in nearly every high-dimensional war!
While also serving as a chess piece.
It was exhausting, but damn, it felt good!
The Spirit Race had won.
The Force Race had won too!
But the one who had gained the most was him!
He had changed