"Which Sacred Ancestor has descended?"
"This is bad—another Sacred Ancestor of the new faction has arrived!"
Deep within the battlefield blanketed by endless dark creatures, pairs of eyes watched in secret, and muffled cries of alarm rang out.
Across the vast battlefield, tens of thousands of dark creatures fought one another. To Green, transformed into a Flame-Soul Myriad-Headed Bird with wings spread tens of thousands of meters wide, only dark creatures at the level of World Lords warranted any notice. The rest of the lowly dark creatures were no more than scattered firefly glimmers—hardly worth mentioning.
As for those Dark Gulu?
In the eyes of the Flame-Soul Myriad-Headed Bird, they were nearly dust, yet they could amplify its strength further and required Green's protection as much as possible during battle.
Green felt as though he were a ruler of the battlefield. He had already witnessed the power of other battlefield rulers, yet he was constrained by the lowest forms of life and was not an independent lifeform.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven—seven rulers!
It was clear that among the seven rulers, Dark Sacred Ancestor Wushi's new-faction Sacred Ancestors numbered only two. Though their combat capabilities were somewhat stronger than those of the opposing Dark Sacred Ancestors, it was still difficult for two to fight five. A highly peculiar void-node force field, as Green sensed it, was steadily being lost.
Clearly, this force field was tantamount to indirectly declaring that the entire Dark World Cluster had already become a de facto unified world.
This force field was a node within the world. The Dark Great World merely lacked the final step to complete the unification of its continents.
From afar, although the many Dark Sacred Ancestors appeared to be fighting head-on and determining the battlefield's course, they were actually