Experts at the Sovereign level were simply too terrifyingly powerful.
If they clashed carelessly, it could easily lead to extremely dire consequences.
Among tens of thousands of gods, not even one Sovereign might be born.
Compared to Sovereign-level beings, the loss of gods simply did not amount to much.
"Could it be that the conflicts of interest and resource allocation among the five planes are also related to this planar war?"
Chen Fan's thoughts churned, and he felt there was a strong chance his guess was correct.
After all, the five planes were offering considerable rewards to encourage the gods under their command to slaughter one another. There had to be a reason for it.
As his thoughts turned.
An upper god from the Nawu Plane not far ahead suddenly turned around and looked at the many gods behind him.
"Everyone, we are all gods of the Nawu Plane. On this planar battlefield, why don't we join forces and face our enemies together..."
Quite a few people immediately joined him.
The planar battlefield was incomparably dangerous. Gathering more people together would naturally reduce the risks by quite a bit.
However, doing so would also make them a larger target. If they encountered an even bigger group of enemies, the danger would remain considerable. And if they ran into only a small number of enemies, distributing the spoils would become an issue as well...
Thus, Chen Fan decisively chose not to get tangled up with them and instead traveled alone.
Although his divine sense was still greatly suppressed, it was far stronger than that of ordinary upper gods.
And his strength far surpassed that of ordinary upper gods as well.
It would not be difficult for him alone to defeat dozens of ordinary upper gods working together. There was simply no