The void returned to normal.
Green Bamboo Marquis smiled bitterly. Ancient God had ordered the Progenitors to split into teams and hunt down those people from ancient times, but they'd just run into one and gotten wiped out instead. It was ridiculous.
These were the mighty figures of humanity's peak, the Heavenly Sect Era. If she was right, this woman was the sect master of one of the Twelve Heavenly Gates from that era. She was truly terrifying.
Ancient God had tried to eliminate the ancient powerhouses one by one before they could join forces, but he'd overestimated the strength of his subordinates.
Even when facing the sect master of a Heavenly Gate, Green Bamboo Marquis could only focus on protecting herself.
Elsewhere, Lu Yin planned to roll the die, hoping for a chance to merge with one of the ancient powerhouses and see the memories of that era.
The Fifth Continent was vast, and he might not run into those ancient powerhouses easily. If they truly had the strength to help, Lu Yin hoped to contact them as soon as possible and join forces against the Eternal Clan.
The battle between Progenitors would decide who controlled the Fifth Continent. Humanity's Progenitors were now concentrated at several strongholds, and communications had been cut off. It was difficult to learn what was happening outside. This was the only way Lu Yin could think of.
The odds weren't great, but it was worth a try.
His luck with the die was unpredictable. It had been several months since his last roll, so he should have a good chance of getting six pips.
Thinking this, Lu Yin pointed a finger. The die spun slowly, then stopped at three.
There was nothing he needed to improve, and even if he wanted to, he had