The lands of the Deity Race, Spirit Race, Xilin Clan, and Mechanical Race were suffering from ferocious attacks at practically the same time. The outside enemy was launching a large scale invasion, and for a moment, the direct descendants of a few large races were killed in such a horrifying manner that blood-curdling screeches rang out in waves.
It was too sudden. How many years has it been? Who dared to come to their doorsteps and attack them on their own accord? A battle suddenly erupted today; a group of saints were mounting a sneak attack on them and were ruthless in doing so.
Blood light splashed everywhere in the important lands of a few races as a terrifying massacre ensued!
Compared to the battle outside Earth, Uncle Ming and the rest were establishing the second battlefield that had a far-reaching impact. It was destined to be engraved in the minds of every race so that they couldn't forget it no matter how many years had passed.
