Qin Yu drew a deep breath and raised his head, his face filled with guilt.
"Reporting to you, senior... just now, I received a message from a higher-up at the Nine Profound Tower. They've completely shut down all their branches in the Yuanmang Constellation and suspended all business. Everyone from the Nine Profound Tower has withdrawn from the Yuanmang Constellation and vanished without a trace..."
As he spoke, he picked up the Spirit Tea before him and drained it in one gulp, as though he wanted to use the tea to suppress the panic boiling in his heart.
"According to that higher-up, until they withdrew, there still hadn't been any news from the Upper Realm of the Yuanmang Constellation about an imminent great battle. It was unnaturally peaceful..."
In fact, the moment Su Fan saw the scenes of the Devil Race launching a surprise attack on the Human Race's realms in the light screen, he had already guessed that this would be the result.
If his guess was correct, the Human Race's Daoist School and the Devil Race in the Upper Realm had probably reached some sort of secret agreement, or were plotting some unspeakable scheme.
This war had not begun in the Upper Realm at all. It had deliberately been started in the Lower Realm.
Even this brutal slaughter had already spread silently through the Lower Realms of the various constellations. They simply had remained completely in the dark.
What the hell...
At that thought, a towering rage surged in Su Fan's heart. The aura around him instantly turned violent and icy, and even the Spirit Tea at his fingertips rippled from the shock.
He had spent hundreds of Spirit Crystals and years gathering information, only to be toyed with by the people of the Upper Realm. He had