"What's this thing for?" Wang Ye toyed with the black composite fragment in his hand.
The Good Fortune Race was actually quite decent.
Once they decided to cooperate, they handed over the Clock Tower's core fragment to him.
It wasn't particularly useful to them anyway.
For one, they had possessed it for some time and still hadn't discovered any secrets.
For another, even if they had discovered something, all they could do was stare helplessly.
After all, the Core Area where the Glazed Bell Tower had appeared was completely sealed off, monopolized by the Three Great Chaos Races.
Forget the Good Fortune Race—even the Golden Winged God Race had been defeated in their first clash.
"That might actually come true." Wang Ye had indeed been bluffing the Good Fortune Race earlier.
But on further thought, there was a very real possibility that the Golden Winged God Race had sent reinforcements.
Surely they wouldn't just let the Three Great Chaos Races run wild?
This was Golden Winged God Race territory!
That was why, when those words came from the supposedly well-connected "Golden Pride Dai Wang," the Good Fortune Race believed them completely.
But logically speaking, if the Golden Winged God Race truly intended to reclaim the Core Area, their reinforcements should have arrived by now, shouldn't they?
So why hadn't they attacked yet?
Wang Ye pondered in silence.
He had no idea what the Golden Winged God Race was planning.
He would leave them aside for now.
There were other things to examine.
"What dense energy." Wang Ye could clearly sense the death energy within the black fragment, embodying the Death Heavenly Dao.
Fragments of shattered divine artifacts had been pieced together, containing a powerful divine artifact's will.
"No, this isn't a divine artifact's will." Feeling the Undead Lord's fear, Wang