Golden swords fell without end, corroding the rock strata above the cave.
When the rock strata had been corroded to a certain point, they emitted a muffled cracking sound. The entire layer collapsed toward the cave below, suddenly crashing down.
"Boom!"
Luo Zheng, Lan Qing, Chou Xun, and the Moon Spirit Race member had already retreated to the edge of the cave to avoid being crushed by the falling rock strata.
With their strength, even being struck would not seriously harm them, but it would expose their positions, which would be extremely disadvantageous for their subsequent actions.
After the cave collapsed, it formed a huge pit.
Yao Yin and Ling Duo slowly descended.
Her wings, which contained Golden Crow Divine Fire, flapped gently as scorching heat surged throughout the sunken pit.
"What... are you doing!"
The Moon Spirit Race member leaned against one side, his face filled with terror.
Although he had escaped one disaster, the deaths of the Heaven Heavenly Wolf Race and Shanling Race members had still left him like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring.
The contests in the Chaotic Origin Great World had always been cruel.
Tens of thousands of people fought over two hundred thousand Chaotic Origin Spirits; killing one meant one fewer competitor.
According to later records, the clansmen who entered the Chaotic Origin Great World would quickly band together before clearing the field.
In the end, most of those who survived were clansmen and disciples of super forces. The elites painstakingly nurtured by many minor races generally died without anyone knowing how.
Successfully carrying out Chaotic Origin Reconstruction was an enormous trial for the members of minor races, and the risks they took far exceeded those of the super forces.
This Moon Spirit Race member had been eagerly waiting