Reincarnation Creation Disk

"Keep turning them," Void Wushang said indifferently. "The more, the better."

"Remember, do not expose your identities. Do not let them know of each other's existence. When the critical moment comes—"

Ghostly fire flickered in his eyes, and Killing Intent surged sharply.

"Catch them all in one net."

The Expert's heart tightened, and he hurriedly nodded before turning to leave.

With his hands behind his back, Void Wushang gazed into the depths of the void.

That was the direction of the Great Yan Sacred Dynasty.

That was where fifty domains, tens of billions of living beings, and endless fortune converged.

That was the target of his journey—the hope for the rise of the Void God Race.

But at that moment, a line of words suddenly appeared in Void Wushang's mind.

The writing was ancient and mysterious, giving off a faint golden glow. It seemed to come from above the Ninth Heaven, yet also from the depths of his soul. His expression changed drastically, his pupils suddenly contracting.

[The Dao Domain is undergoing a great change. The rules of the lower realm will be withdrawn in ten years. Within ten years, swiftly take the Sacred Dynasty!]

At the sight of those words, stormy waves rose within Void Wushang's heart. What had happened in the Dao Domain? Why would the rules be withdrawn?

After they were withdrawn, what would become of the living beings in the lower realm?

His heart was filled with doubts, yet he did not dare ask further.

This information had come from the upper realm, from the true ruler of the Void God Race.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.

Ten years. Only ten years.

A full-scale assault.

They could no longer hold back.

He drew a deep breath and suppressed the doubts and unease in