Second Kill Hua Chenghui, Seal Off the Ancient God Battlefield!

The aura of the God King Cemetery opening wide spread out, bringing the movements of those who had not intended to attack the Devil Race to an abrupt halt. They turned their gazes toward the God King Cemetery, their eyes flashing with intense greed.

At this point, no one could command them anymore.

Within the God King Cemetery lay inheritances from God Kings!

What had they come to the Ancient God Battlefield for? The inheritances within the God King Cemetery, of course.

What Devil Race? Did they matter? Not in the slightest!

Only becoming stronger oneself was the true path.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! One after another, they charged madly toward the God King Cemetery at incredible speed.

Seeing this scene, the Devil Race finally let out a sharp breath of relief. They furtively glanced at Lu Yunting and found that he remained utterly composed.

He even said leisurely,

"Just as I expected."

At once, every member of the Devil Race understood. So the Demon King had foreseen this long ago; that was why he could remain so calm.

For a time, the reverence many devils felt for Lu Yunting was like the surging Yangtze River, rolling on without end.

They had no idea that Lu Yunting had just been prepared to abandon them all. So what if every last devil died?

After all, he would not die. His disciple would keep him safe.

His gaze fell into the distance, where he saw Qin Luo. Qin Luo's voice also reached his ears.

"I want that Su Xie."

"No, no, no. To be precise, his name should be Hua Chenghui."

A mocking curve formed at Qin Luo's lips. Hua Chenghui had risen from the ashes, only to fall into his hands once more.

Honestly, Hua Chenghui had switched from being a Quasi