"Eh? Why hasn't Ye Huang's score changed?"
"It's wrong, it has increased, but only by a small amount!"
"That shouldn't be, those Gray Souls, and the points for the King of Wild Spirits should be more than this, shouldn't they?"
"Could something have gone wrong?"
"Could it be that the King of Wild Spirits isn't dead?"
Zhu Sānpào's words immediately changed the expressions on the faces of the others.
"Don't talk nonsense, with such a ferocious attack, how could it not be dead? Look, the darkness of the Ancient Battlefield has been cleared!"
"That's not right!"
Just then, Zhu Gangwu's pupils suddenly contracted sharply as he looked towards the sky above the Ancient Battlefield.
At the same time, everyone around the battlefield sensed something and involuntarily turned their gaze towards the sky above the Ancient Battlefield.