With that, everyone had completely lost control of the Ancient God Battlefield.
Bad news kept pouring in. By their estimates, around seventy percent of the geniuses who had entered the Ancient God Battlefield had already died.
Only thirty percent of the lucky ones were still alive.
However, there was one strange phenomenon: the Void God Realm experts sent in earlier by certain factions of the Chaotic Star Domain had not suffered particularly heavy losses.
This led others to speculate. They unanimously believed that since those dying were geniuses and True God Realm experts, the place where the upheaval had occurred had to be within the God King Cemetery.
"It seems some God Kings may be dead but not stiff. That will be troublesome."
While they were doing their utmost to speculate, one person was already struggling toward the Divine Realm.
Song Chen stared into the pitch-black void and gritted his teeth. "No, I must return to the Divine Realm! I must!"
"Qin Luo, you caused me to end up like this. I will definitely expose your scheme. I'll make sure you die without a burial place!"
Seeking revenge on Qin Luo was also one of the reasons he could keep going.
Several Heavenly God Realm souls had been absorbed into the Human Emperor Banner, making its power even more terrifying.
"Alright, next up is the Devil Race."
A hundred million Villain Points! That single expenditure had instantly turned Qin Luo into a pauper. He urgently needed to replenish his reserves.
And the place to do that was the Devil Race city currently under Lu Yunting's control.
There were still quite a few Children of Destiny from the Devil Race there, waiting for Qin Luo to harvest them.
Whoosh! Qin Luo vanished from where he stood. When he appeared again, he