Wanliu Will Die 100 Days Later

On a vast land filled with primordial chaos within Hong Meng Sacred Hall, the three Hall Masters and the Divine Elder were looking grim as they sat on their thrones.

The 100,000 fire candles burning around them had dwindled to just 1,000. However, each of those fire candles was burning ardently.

Obviously, the owners of those candles must have obtained great benefits from the Primordial Sacred Battle Ground.

However, the Divine Elder and the three Hall Masters didn't look very good.

"Heavenly Venerate Navagraha of the Sky Crystal Race has died!" the left Hall Master said worriedly, "Heavenly Venerate Navagraha's cultivation should have been one of the strongest our Three Race Alliance sent to the Primordial Sacred Battle Ground this time."

"His death could allow the greatest opportunity in there to fall into the hands of the Mysterious Underworld Race."

"We have to make preparations, as the most dangerous times have arrived."