In Western Heaven's Roc Forest, the human race and the ten thousand ancient races were in a standoff.
At this moment, both parties had already declared war. Everyone's eyes were vicious, and they only needed a single order to begin the most intense battle.
Looking at this scene, the big scorpion could not help but gulp. He said to Qin Chen, "Elder King, isn't this going too far?"
"Ever since the ten thousand ancient races revived, they've been oppressing the human race. Although the appearance of a God realm expert caused them to exercise some restraint, most of them don't acknowledge the human race from the bottom of their hearts. Thus, this battle will ensue sooner or later," Qin Chen held the Desolate Divine Halberd in his hand. His face was solemn as he stared at the primordial sage race elder. He snorted with a hint of worry in his eyes.
