The Yin Spirit Race powerhouse let out a sinister "kekeke" laugh.
The sound was shrill and grating.
"What a delicious soul..."
"The soul of a Chaos Saint must be incredibly nourishing..."
"Eat you, and this venerable one might be able to advance another step!"
Although the powerhouses of the Ghost Race, Zombie Race, and others did not speak.
Their bloodthirsty gazes already said everything.
They had come for Lu Chen!
For his opportunities!
For his Chaos Saint origin!
For his life!
"You..."
Lu Chen slowly rose to his feet.
His gaze was cold to the extreme.
Yet his heart was surging with stormy waves!
"You're not cultivators from Zone J!"
"The Ten Great War Zones of the All Heavens Battlefield are independent of one another, with rules restricting them!"
"You... how could you possibly cross between war zones?!"
That was what shocked Lu Chen the most!
The rules of the All Heavens Battlefield were strict.
Cultivators from different war zones simply could not cross into one another's territories!
Otherwise, everything would have descended into chaos long ago!
But now—
These powerhouses from the Primordial Realm, clearly from other war zones, and perhaps even from the strongest "Zone A War Zone"—
had actually gathered in Zone J to surround and kill him?!
This completely violated the battlefield's fundamental rules!
Upon hearing Lu Chen's question.
The Human Elder at the head of the group let out a cold laugh.
A trace of pain and madness flashed through his eyes.
"Rules?"
"Rules are meant to restrain the weak."
"To descend here, we..."
He paused, his voice hoarse.
"Each sacrificed billions of years of lifespan!"
"Using lifespan as kindling and burning our origins, we temporarily obscured the heavenly secrets, exploited a loophole in the rules, and crossed over!"
"Billions of years of lifespan..."
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