Within the Eighty-One Star Pivot, the Thousand-Vine Star-Eating Grass reverted to a small golden plant, entered Qin Cang's palm, and then disappeared.
Outside, Fissure Gold King wore a troubled expression. His detector had picked up three utterly unfamiliar presences, each no weaker than Star King Cang.
That meant unfamiliar King-level experts at the pinnacle had arrived.
"It must be that human. Damn the Human Race—he's ruined my plans time and again. I never expected a mere World Lord to call in pinnacle King-level experts. I truly underestimated you." Fissure Gold King cursed.
A World Lord had called in pinnacle King-level experts—and three of them at that. Who would believe it?
Fissure Gold King hadn't considered whether Star King Cang had called them. After all, Star King Cang, who possessed the Heavenly Spirit Diagram, would never dare reveal it. If he really summoned pinnacle King-level reinforcements, he'd be the first to suffer.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it..."
Fissure Gold King frantically calculated how to maximize his gains. He could forget about keeping everything for himself with three pinnacle King-level experts involved. He'd be lucky if those fellows didn't take him apart and sell him for spare parts.
"There's only one way." After weighing the options, he could think of nothing else.
The Heavenly Spirit Diagram would be enough to placate the three unfamiliar Kings for now. They could discuss how to divide the spoils afterward.
Kings moved incredibly fast. Less than thirty seconds had passed from the moment Qin Cang sent the message, to Star King Cang's attack, to Fissure Gold King bringing out the Eighty-One Star Pivot to set up his formation, to Snow Imperial King and the other two arriving at the battlefield.
High above the sea where azure radiance clashed with endless golden blade beams, a bone