A Massacre

At this moment, it was not only Zhou Zheng's Main Battle Clone formed from his Second Primordial Spirit that acted. At the same time, his Original Body's Main Battle Clone used the exact same technique, appearing near several retreating World-class Innate Primordial Lifeforms and instantly annihilating several of them as well.

"What is this...?"

The many Lords and Progenitors of the Innate Primordial Lifeforms were all stunned. None of them had expected Zhou Zheng to cross such an immense distance in the blink of an eye.

"No, stop!!!"

The Progenitors of the Innate Primordial Lifeforms reacted in the next instant. From endless distances away, they all fixed their gazes firmly on Zhou Zheng. No matter how Zhou Zheng had done it, since he could traverse such vast distances at will, what followed would be a disaster for the Innate Primordial Lifeforms.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One Progenitor after another erupted in frenzy. They no longer had any mind to remain entangled with the eight Lords and rushed toward their subordinates.

Although many Progenitors of the Innate Primordial Lifeforms had yet to act, they were each stationed in their own lairs, incredibly far from every battlefield. There was simply no time for them to arrive.

The only ones able to provide aid in time were the Progenitors already fighting.

However, although the many Progenitors were trying to break free from the Lords' entanglement at top speed, the eight great Lords reached an unspoken understanding in an instant. Every one of them acted to stop those Progenitors from leaving.

From afar, Zhou Zheng saw the movements of the eight Lords, including Luo Feng, and nodded slightly to himself.

He had deliberately waited until all the Progenitors of the Innate Primordial Lifeforms had engaged the Lords before making his move. This had been his