Year after year passed. The many powerhouses hidden around the Teleportation Array all cultivated in seclusion around it.
Everyone had come here early to make preparations in advance.
Because time was drawing near, and war could erupt at any moment.
Yet what Zhang Yang had seen was the moment Slaughter arrived, not the moment war broke out.
As the time drew closer, it was possible to clearly sense the auras of the many Emperor Realm experts among the Firebearers stirring.
Clearly, they were all preparing for a war.
The Predators were extremely anxious.
They were worried. Shadow's true body was almost here—so why had Slaughter still not arrived?
If Slaughter did not come, forget taking the upper hand; they might not even have time to flee.
Because these Firebearers were, in truth, their enemies as well.
It was merely that the benefits of the world on the other side were too immense, leaving the Firebearers no time to concern themselves with them.
Divine Lord's expression was even more solemn.
He clearly knew the exact time Slaughter would arrive, but he had simply not told the others.
He looked over the many Firebearer powerhouses, then went to the Teleportation Array and found Zhang Yang. "How are the preparations?"
"The preparations are more or less complete, but the outcome is hard to predict." Zhang Yang gave a bitter smile.
He had indeed made many countermeasures, but he had not seen the true outcome of the Future.
The Future held variables!
Divine Lord fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Do your best!
Once the war begins, it would be best for you to return to the world.
Unless you can break through to the Emperor Realm before the final moment."
"Master, I have arrangements. It'll be fine!"
Zhang Yang answered.
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