Within the Divine Battlefield, the two factions were still locked in confrontation.
But the Wisdom Faction had already lost its former advantage.
Because news of Han Wu's death had spread throughout the entire Divine Battlefield.
Numerous students who worshipped Han Wu flocked to Wisdom God King Xu Hai to verify whether the intelligence was true.
Wisdom God King Xu Hai naturally knew the intelligence was false.
But Han Wu had secretly contacted him and asked him to keep it confidential.
Wisdom God King Xu Hai could not expose Han Wu's secret, so he answered all such inquiries with silence.
Yet those students took this as Wisdom God King Xu Hai tacitly admitting that Han Wu had fallen.
The loss of a powerful combatant greatly dampened the fighting spirit of the Wisdom Faction's students.
The Slaughter Faction took advantage of the opening and seized quite a few strongholds, once again recovering its advantageous position.
The Slaughter God King, Ren Tu, had even begun planning to lead his generals and powerful dependents in a single push toward the Wisdom Faction's command room.
Just as the Slaughter Faction's higher-ups were devising tactics, news suddenly arrived from the front lines.
"Bad news! Bad news!" A main god staggered into the command room.
Slaughter God King Ren Tu glared furiously at that main god, feeling that the man was showing him a distinct lack of respect.
Still, as the leader of a faction, cruelty was a bad habit. He had to change it.
Slaughter God King Ren Tu suppressed his temper and told the main god to report what had made him so flustered.
"Your Majesty Slaughter, the Wisdom Faction has launched an attack!"
"They've attacked? They're walking straight into their own graves. That's good news!"
"What kind of storm can a bunch of students