Three days later, the entire Immortal Domain was in a state of panic, hearing enemies in every cry of the wind and seeing soldiers in every tree and blade of grass. The many Immortal Kings methodically dispatched the powerful cultivators under their command to the Boundary Sea.
Meanwhile, the Immortal King Giants led by Pan King kept activating the Immortal Domain's great formations, intending to use them as a final line of defense.
After doing all this, he turned and glanced toward the deepest reaches of the Immortal Domain, a trace of helplessness appearing in his eyes. He thought that, with this great calamity upon heaven and earth, these might be the last peaceful days of this era.
If they won, they would usher in unprecedented glory; if they lost, they would face the beginning of a new era. With too much to put into words, Pan King shook his head slightly, glanced at his subordinates behind him, and waved his hand.
One after another, they rushed to carry out all manner of spirit treasures and precious objects. These were all from Pan King's private collection. At this final, critical moment, they were of no use to him whatsoever. He might as well leave them at the End of the Boundary Sea as rewards for those who earned merit.
"Pan King, your treasury has been completely emptied. Is there anything else you need us to do? You truly are great! For the sake of the entire Immortal Domain, you've practically sacrificed yourself!"
Hearing his subordinate's flattery, Pan King shook his head slightly!
Looking at the True Immortal before him, he said with a bitter smile:
"Your cultivation realm is far too low. You simply cannot see what we can see. Before who knows how long, these things will have no