"What a shame. They took most of the gains from this operation."
After the operation ended, Purple Wood God King and his World Beast returned to the tower in Purple Wood City, and he sighed.
He had thought he could fish in troubled waters and gain something from this unexpected incident, but he had ended up with almost nothing. The trip had been all but wasted.
After all, the Two Great Ancient Kingdoms had each led a force and even brought out treasures to win the battle. Naturally, they claimed most of the spoils.
Purple Wood God King had contributed little to the final battle, so he received little in return.
"Master, aren't there still three members of the Ghost Soul Race we haven't found?" the World Beast asked.
"Hmph, it's not that simple. The Ghost Soul Race must have made extensive preparations to invade this Source World. Those three experts who disappeared must be hiding. How could they be easy to find?"
"And plenty of forces must be eyeing them. Finding and killing even one would be like looking for a needle in a haystack!"
"Forget it. We did receive some pieces of their bodies. Let's study them and see what's so special about them," Purple Wood God King said helplessly.
Of the three corpses, Purple Wood God King had received only a few fragments because he had contributed so little. He could only hope to uncover some secrets from those scraps.
"We can only study them for now. If anything else comes up, we'll deal with it then." The World Beast nodded.
"This is the place."
In one of the Universe Oceans of the Three Thousand Dimensions, an expert from the Ghost Soul Race appeared and flew toward the Primal Universe.
"The rules of this Source World