Fatty Hai's Trump Card

"Can you even get away?" Shuntian sneered.

Never mind that Fatty Hai could not withstand the combined strike of several super Innates. Even if Ye Kong and the others escaped, could they truly get away? As long as they were pursued and attacked from behind, this entire team could be wiped out without breaking a sweat. On the other hand, if everyone fought to the death, given Fatty Hai and Ye Kong's current strength, they might just be able to take one or two enemies down with them.

Trying to trade Fatty Hai's sacrifice for the lives of the entire team was an impossible miracle.

For this day, the Senate of the entire Bright Continent had spared no expense in pouring out the strength of their whole race to intercept them.

Old Man Nangong had to remain behind to guard the sealing formation at the spatial rift. Otherwise, the Winged Race would continue opening the seal and allow more Heaven Realm experts to enter. Shui Dongliu, the female Dragonman of the Heaven Realm, and the reinforcements from the Celestial Dwarves, Eastern Demon Race, Sea Race, and Nether Race were all being intercepted by mercenary groups from the Winged Race and Heaven Realm.

The Ancient Demon King had spent several thousand years plotting an incomparably vast scheme, all for the ancient relics within the Ruins of the Gods. Had Yue Yang not suddenly risen to prominence and affected the future progress of the plan, he would never have chosen to make trouble at such a time, much less join hands with Heaven Realm experts. Joining hands with Heaven Realm experts was undoubtedly like seeking a tiger's skin.

But Yue Yang had advanced far too quickly. The Ancient Demon King had no second choice.

Compared to the Heaven Realm experts, Yue Yang