At that moment, Lu Wan and Gu Le looked at the scene before them, their faces filled with disappointment.
Gu Jiuheng and Han Qing, meanwhile, both looked embarrassed and apologetic.
The enormous profits promised by so many Fire Dragon Vines had blinded them with greed. They really had not investigated thoroughly enough.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I bear much of the responsibility for this. Once we return, I'll compensate you for your losses!" Han Qing said.
"So will I. Just name the amount when the time comes, and Fellow Daoist Han and I will split it!"
Gu Jiuheng also sighed.
"I never imagined this person would be so strong!"
"We have only our greed to blame. Even an Earth-Rank Secret Realm yields only a hundred-odd trillion Divinity Points a year."
"How could a god capable of holding a Special Secret Realm like this for so long possibly be ordinary?"
Lu Mingshi did not answer them. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Yang Fan.
"I'll leave everything to the boss."
There was not a trace of sorrow on Lu Mingshi's face.
After all, those dead believers had nothing to do with him.
Still, as the scapegoat, he had to make the proper show of loyalty.
"Darling, let's go!"
Lu Wan looked toward the distant battlefield.
"The defenses our opponent has set up here are too powerful. If we keep forcing an assault, the cost will outweigh the gains."
Yang Fan shook his head at her words.
"There's no need. The reinforcements haven't arrived yet!"
"Reinforcements?"
Lu Wan froze.
"What reinforcements?"
Just then—
Boom!!!
Without warning, the space around the secret realm's perimeter began to shake violently.
Spatial Rifts appeared one after another, as though something terrifying were forcing its way into this world from the other side.
Then—
Enormous steel bodies slowly