The battlefield between the Wolf Pack Civilization and the Sunspot Tribe stretched boundlessly.
Yet when Black Three Heavenly Lord exhausted every effort, shook off the pursuers once more, and finally led some of his personal attendants and a title-level elite army back to the Southern Star Core's main camp, what he saw was not the orderly, solemn, peaceful, and stable main camp of old,
but a vast, endless Ancient Celestial Realm Galaxy.
Above this Ancient Celestial Realm Galaxy, countless Ancient Celestial Realm exotic beasts had been reduced to dust, their essence blood staining the galaxy crimson.
It was also tainted with the destructive aura of the Starry Sky Will.
Even the foundation of the Ancient Celestial Realm Galaxy had suffered severe damage. It could no longer maintain a perfect self-sustaining cycle, and streams of essence blood like Blood Rivers flowed down from it.
Like a blood-colored waterfall thirty million zhang high, it poured down from the heavens.
"This is the Wolf Master's Ancient Celestial Realm River! This belongs to the Wolf Master! The species within this Ancient Celestial Realm River are almost extinct, but why did they die out from the backlash of the Starry Sky Will rather than being slaughtered by our Sunspot Tribe? Why? Why is this happening?"
As Black Three Heavenly Lord watched this scene, his mind had long since collapsed. He could no longer think through cause and effect.
Once hailed as a strategist, he now questioned the personal attendants around him like an infant who had never gained intelligence.
"Heavenly Lord! Heavenly Lord! Our main camp has been massacred! Our main camp has been massacred! Several waves of intelligence have already been sent back, but you keep forgetting!"
Several personal attendants sent out these spiritual wills, filled with boundless sorrow.
These beings, once known in