The high priest sighed and said with eyes full of vicissitudes: "Then we can only leave it to fate."

"High Priest!"

An old man said resolutely: "The plane battlefield in five years' time will be a disaster for our Starfall Continent. We have made up our minds to fight to the death!"

"This kind of thing can't be resolved by determination. Without real strength, just go..." The high priest did not say any more, so he changed his words: "Tell City Lord Han and the senior officials of the major sects these things, so that they can have a solution."

Mentally prepare.”

"yes!"

In a short period of time, the powerful men who were selected to go to the plane battlefield five years later got the news, and they all murmured with sad faces: "Red Sea Continent, Lingyun Continent... you must be careful if you encounter them when you go in."

"Hoo ho!"

"Huhuhu————"

Plane battlefield, flames burning.

The corpses of warriors from the Red Sea Continent and Lingyun Continent were gradually incinerated into nothingness.
Chapter completed!