During the great war in the First Realm, the various realms within the Void had already begun to panic.
Every Guardian of every heaven and earth had sent out several subordinates. Now that those subordinates had died, they naturally sensed it.
No matter what, Emperor Realm cultivators were not cabbages growing by the roadside.
Though several thousand had attacked the First Realm, that was the combined strength of how many heavens and earths?
And the deaths of their subordinates represented only one thing: the attack on the First Realm had failed!
In the Origin Realm, Ni Qing, Jihong, and the others exchanged grave looks.
"To make Lord Tomb personally take action, the First Realm truly is not so simple." Ni Qing let out a faint sigh. "The forces we sent out were already powerful enough. I only hope they managed to damage some of the First Realm's strength.
Only then, when Lord Tomb crashes into the First Realm, will the resulting turmoil be much smaller."
The smaller the turmoil, the greater their hope of survival.
Bitterness filled Jihong's heart. Their hope of survival rested on a single thought from Tomb?
"We should hurry and awaken Senior Xuan!" a Guardian said slowly. "Tomb and the others cannot be trusted. Only Senior Xuan is relatively reliable."
Jihong sighed.
They had already used all the living beings of an entire realm to offer sacrifices to Xuan. If Xuan were going to appear, he should have appeared long ago.
"Does Senior Xuan truly still exist?" Ni Qing could not help asking.
They had performed sacrifices for so long, yet had found no trace of Xuan.
Everyone fell silent.
Who knew whether he was there or not?
When such an absolute powerhouse chose not to show himself, who could find him?
"I think Senior Xuan