Ma Huainan could not understand.
Wasn't a Divine Kingdom War fought for profit?
His Divine Kingdom Core could only expand his opponent's territory. How could that compare with his incredibly valuable fixed assets?
Why would his opponent destroy all of them?
Could it be... that he really just wanted to save time?
In just ten years, his opponent's zombie army had advanced all the way to the Divine Kingdom Core.
More than eighty percent of the entire Divine Kingdom had been utterly devastated.
Looking out now, Ma Huainan saw nothing but wounds and wreckage where his prosperous Divine Kingdom had once stood. He felt as though his heart were bleeding.
He had already graduated from the Primordial Academy and long since passed the stage of enjoying the benefits of the Sima Family's investment.
From now on, he would have to build everything himself, bit by bit.
Yet this war his opponent had waged had all but destroyed his future.
At the very least, it would severely hamper his development over the next hundred years, perhaps even the next thousand.
His opponent was digging his grave!
Ma Huainan stared fixedly at the distant Zombie Army.
He desperately wanted to know when, exactly, he had offended such an insane Corpse-Cultivating God.
Unfortunately, Yang Fan had no intention of answering him.
"You... were you sent by Yang Fan or not?!" Ma Huainan demanded loudly once again.
Yet the entire Divine Kingdom remained deathly silent.
No god appeared or answered.
If he could establish his opponent's identity, he might still be able to exert pressure through the Real World.
After all, he was no Ordinary God.
He was a genius of the Sima Family despite not bearing their surname, as well as a Peerless Monster whom the Federal Government watched closely.
He had yet