Lu Chuan's Spiritual Power locked onto a place tens of billions of miles away to the northwest.
There was an enormous living planet there.
Its area was likely more than a hundred times that of Earth Star, and at that moment, a great battle was erupting on that living planet.
More than ten billion humans and the Foreign Race Army clashed, the flames of war boiling, corpses strewn across the wilds.
And in the vast Starry Sky beyond the living planet, there were even more than a thousand Divine Realm-level experts fighting.
Outer Realm Evil Gods were charging wildly across the battlefield, and the human side was clearly at a disadvantage.
But not a single person retreated.
Everyone fought bloody battles, each of them sublimating to the extreme.
"Hahaha... kill them! Kill all these Human Race Scum! Devour their flesh and blood, their souls, and help us make further progress!"
"What bullshit Great Xuan Dynasty? We've pushed straight through all the way, and no one can stop us. The Human Race amounts to nothing. Once we break their turtle shell, they'll be lambs waiting for slaughter."
"Damn Foreign Races, do you really think my Great Xuan Dynasty is so easy to bully, that my Human Race is so easy to bully? Sublimate to the extreme, burn your origin, and fight them to the death..."
On the battlefield, killing intent rushed to the heavens.
All kinds of furious shouts and roars continued without end.
The Human Race was being forced back step by step. Though everyone was desperately resisting, burning their origin, the gap in strength was not something that could be made up for by a cavity full of hot blood.
Fighting with their lives only slightly delayed the speed of their defeat.
"My Human Race is not something