Lu Chuan stepped through empty air, his body like a rainbow piercing the sun.
In an instant, he crossed more than a million li.
Flying all the way, in but a few moments, he had already arrived at the central territory of the Moro Race, and finally saw the people of the Moro Race.
They had gathered within a single area.
Hidden inside a Great Array.
However, beneath Lu Chuan's absurdly powerful Spiritual Power, this so-called Great Array was nothing more than a pretense. It could not serve even the slightest purpose.
At this moment.
Within the Great Array, the entire Moro Race, more than ten billion clansmen, were carrying out a sacrifice.
In the central-western land, a massive vortex was evolving, like a Black Hole Vortex.
One Moro Race elite soldier after another willingly sacrificed themselves, lining up as they leapt down toward that Black Hole Vortex.
Within the Black Hole Vortex, terrifying Sinister Baleful Qi churned, filled with dreadful Evil God Pollution.
A powerful existence was about to cross realms and descend from within.
That might grew ever more terrifying, even forcefully stirring the power of heaven and earth.
The surrounding space-time was shaking.
"We humbly beseech the great deity to descend into the world and slay the great enemy of our race..."
A low, hoarse prayer echoed.
It evolved into a kind of heart-palpitating muttering, as though communicating with that Evil God who was crossing realms to arrive.
"Hmph, what fine methods... sacrificing hundreds of millions of elites to summon an Evil God across realms. This is aimed specifically at me, isn't it!"
Lu Chuan sneered again and again, killing intent in his eyes like frost.
He gave a cold snort.
Yet he was not idle. In the next instant, he immediately made his move.
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