"Damn it, what exactly happened?"
All the Saints were stunned, having no idea what kind of upheaval had occurred.
"Everything was fine just a moment ago. Why did this happen?"
Even the Primordial Ancient Saints were dumbfounded.
"Someone must have secretly infiltrated this pocket world and tried to break the restriction formations here, triggering a chain reaction that caused the grand formation to collapse and unleashed immeasurable destruction."
A Primordial Ancient Saint's face darkened. He had studied the restriction formations here for a long time. To be honest, these formations had long since reached a state of near perfection—stable and solid, capable of operating for countless epochs without the slightest change.
There was no reason for them to suddenly fail and shatter at this moment.
Thus, the only explanation was that someone had infiltrated this pocket world and used some unknown method, inflicting severe damage upon the Void Divine Restrictions of this world and causing collapse everywhere.
"Bastard! Which turtle's grandson did something so wicked? Let me find you, and I'll tear you into a thousand pieces!" A Primordial Ancient Saint roared, beside himself with rage.
These Saints had originally gathered here peacefully, waiting to find a safe opportunity to enter and seize the innate magic treasure, the Creation Pool.
But now, some despicable, shameless thief had entered this pocket world ahead of them, wreaked havoc everywhere, and even caused the entire restriction formation to collapse, unleashing immeasurable destructive force.
"Why are you still talking? Run! If we wait until these restriction formations completely explode, every last one of us Saints will die!" another Primordial Ancient Saint bellowed, furious and alarmed.
He suddenly saw the Void Divine Restrictions in the pocket world before them explode completely. A terrifying wave of spatial destruction swept in all directions.
Such destructive power was