Su He fell into a deep sleep.
Gu Luo raised his dragon head, looking around the Two-Realms Battlefield of the Transcendence Realm. After a moment of thought, he let out a laugh filled with ill intent.
With an upward roar, everyone in Yan Feng City and Qingyuan City at both ends of the battlefield felt their bodies rise uncontrollably into the air, grasped by an unseen force and thrown out of the Two-Realms Battlefield.
Gu Luo's voice resonated at the entrance of both worlds' battlefields, "I'm taking the Transcendental Battleground."
Some treasures on the ground, along with the disciples who were thrown out, flew away as well, serving as funds for purchasing the Transcendental Battleground.
The Dragon Turtle bought it by force.
But no one dared to object.
"What does Brother Luo Clan plan to do?" Lei's voice transmitted in.
