"Why are you fighting?"
Outside the city wall, on the battlefield, there seemed to be worlds collapsing and scenes of the heavens dissipating. And there were as many as 298 battlefields.
This also meant that there were 298 Immortals fighting here. It could be seen that since ancient times, there had been so many people who had stepped into the Immortal Level.
Someone said, "It's not that we want to fight, but we have to. There are two reasons. Firstly, it's a call from the bottom of our hearts. We want to go to the altar. Secondly, if we don't fight, the three thousand Demon Gods will counterattack and shake the Return Ruins. Once the Return Ruins City is broken, the Great Dao Sea won't be able to suppress the three thousand Immortals, and the seven worlds will definitely perish."
Han Fei frowned and asked again, "The 298 battlefields can contain at most 298 Demon Gods. Why don't the remaining Demon Gods attack?"
Cangtian said, "Take a look."
