Yun Che trapped in the Ancient Battlefield, a proposal to exchange blind boxes, and a frightened retreat

An uproar erupted all around. The cultivators who had been boasting about the Azure Heaven King Pavilion and Fire God Grotto-Heaven were now speechless, leaving only the sound of sharp intakes of breath spreading through the crowd.

"What the fuck? H-how did the Star-Catching Ancient Sect do that?"

Not only the others, but even Zu Tangtang, Yuezheng Xiangling, and the others representing the Star-Catching Ancient Sect could hardly believe their eyes.

They had clearly calculated that their combined points amounted to 9.67 million at most. Where had those extra tens of millions come from?

As Yun Che's clones, Niu Hun and Niu Gen could not contact their original body, but they vaguely guessed that Yun Che was responsible.

That was indeed the case. Since Yun Che's original body was in a special space and could not leave, the points that should have been credited to him were automatically added to the pillar of points when his clones left.

"Niu Hun, where's Yun Che?" Ye Qingshuang asked with a frown.

Niu Hun shook his head. "We can't contact our original body for now, but we can be certain he's unharmed. Otherwise, we would have disappeared long ago."

Hearing this, everyone felt slightly relieved. As long as he was safe, that was enough.

As more and more teams had their points tallied, this Domain Lord Tournament came to an end.

The Spiral Gate atop the towering peak also closed and vanished at that moment.

The three God's Blind Boxes that had been floating above the Spiral Gate automatically flew over to the top three teams.

Immediately afterward, an ancient voice, majestic and commanding, rang out from the void.

"According to the point rankings, this tournament's Domain Lord is the Star-Catching Ancient Sect. Its territory will expand a hundred thousandfold, and its Spirit