You think the Immortal Realm has no one left to fight?

Looking at the ten-thousand-meter rocket beside the Young Ancestor of Enemy God Peak, everyone froze. Their instincts told them this thing was powerful—very powerful!

"Who is he? Why do I feel like this weapon fits the Black Hand Organization's style?"

"Don't say it. I feel the same way."

"Honestly, who else in the world could pull out such a strange weapon? I can't think of anyone but the Black Hand Organization."

The Immortal Realm cultivators all around them buzzed with discussion, their eyes burning as they stared at the ten-thousand-meter rocket. They desperately wanted to see how powerful it was.

Hua Yunfei looked back at the rocket. It wasn't a real rocket, just a magical artifact shaped like one. It was one of the secret weapons created by the Mount Patriarch Master.

It was a one-use weapon, and he had never seen how powerful it was.

Still, it was only ten thousand meters long, so its power probably wasn't all that great. But it should be more than enough to erase Endless Island from the map.

"Didn't the old ancestor say to leave the God Realm a lifeline? What are you doing now? Put it away!" The Young Ancestor of Limitless Peak hurriedly sent him a voice transmission.

Before they came in, the old ancestors had told them to leave the God Realm some seeds after the decisive battle. As for why, the old ancestors said they would understand someday.

He knew the old ancestors were no indecisive fools. If they had chosen to leave the God Realm a way out in this situation, there must be some major reason they didn't want to push things too far.

At that moment—

Wujian had already dived toward the entrance to the Immortal Mansion. As the Space God King, he could make