Within the Realm Sea, the savage melee continued. Every moment, vast numbers of powerhouses fell.
At the same time.
In the endless void, an unknown number of billions of light-years away from the Realm Sea.
A massive fleet moved silently through the deathly stillness.
At the center of the fleet was a gigantic warship tens of thousands of zhang long.
This was no ordinary warship, but a super fortress capable of sailing through the void and withstanding the attacks of ordinary first-grade powerhouses.
By the Realm Sea's classification, every one of these warships was equivalent to an ultra-large second-grade sacred weapon. The central flagship was even a first-grade sacred weapon!
Inside the flagship's cabin.
Yuan Chu, the Emperor Lord of the Five Sacred Spirit Clan, lounged against a broad throne, idly turning a jade cup in his hand.
The wine within shimmered in brilliant five-colored hues and radiated a dense aura of the Great Dao. Clearly, it was an exceedingly rare Exotic Treasure.
He looked utterly at ease, without the slightest trace of the bedraggled misery one would expect from a "dog without a home"!
Yuan Chu looked at a water mirror before him.
Within the mirror was a blurred projection of the great battle in the Realm Sea.
Though the distance was too vast to make out the exact battle situation, those world-destroying energy fluctuations still made one's heart pound with terror across the endless void!
"Fight. Fight each other to death."
A mocking curve rose at the corner of Yuan Chu's mouth.
Yin Luo, Kong Tian, Kong Fa... that bunch of fools.
Did they really think the Realm Sea could still be saved? Did they really think that a few shabby Martial Path sacred weapons, a corpse, and a freakish bug they had no idea where they had