A gigantic coffin plummeted from the sky and smashed hundreds of meters into the ground.
This was a thoroughly ruined plane. Not a single living creature could be seen. First, it had been eroded by the Plague God's Heart and transformed into the Plague Spirit's kingdom. Then a great battle had erupted, and the terrifying sword-qi radiation formed by the Sky-Plundering Sword Array had nearly wiped out everything in the plane. Even the Plague Spirits and Plague Zombies had been reduced to dust and annihilated.
At the edge of the plane, peculiar radiance had already begun to appear. In the eyes of those who knew their stuff, this was a sign that the ruined plane had completely exhausted its lifespan and was about to descend to the Fifth Sequence.
"What a clever and ruthless fellow!"
At that moment, a large force from the Thousand-Handed Race was stationed in the void outside the plane.
Just as Zhang Yang had predicted, the Thousand-Handed Race was truly expert at pretending to be a pig while eating the tiger. Among those leading the force were two Ancient Gods, supported by eighteen Law Heavenly Gods and three hundred ordinary Heavenly Gods.
This lineup was so extravagant that even the Ancient God "Game" had avoided them in advance to steer clear of suspicion. This was also the true reason Zhang Yang had been puzzled as to why Ancient God "Game" had shown no interest in the Plague God's Heart delivered straight to his doorstep.
Because in the circles of insiders, everyone knew that the Thousand-Handed Race was the true hidden overlord of this region—by "region," that meant an area covering several hundred planes.
But who could have expected a rookie Ancient God to come barging in and stick his oar in?
"This plane is about to