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Mike shook his head, confused by the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord's words. "Sir, what hope? What do you mean?"

Bromley was the first to react. "Is it because of the butterfly Mike carried?"

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord nodded in response.

"That butterfly... Does it have any secret?" Mike asked.

"If he comes, I believe he will save the whole Ruin Graveyard," the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord answered with a smile.

In fact, he no longer attached much importance to the Ruin Graveyard.

He now placed all his hopes on Zen, so this place became dispensable to him.

He and his disciples left their souls because they wondered how things could develop. Even if Zen did not arrive, it wouldn't have mattered.

Nonetheless, he was convinced that Zen would come.

After all, both the divine land and his parents were here.

"He? Who is it that you refer to?" Mike asked frantically.

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord grinned and his body began to fluctuate. While he returned to Rocher's Lone Sword, he spoke calmly, "Hold on. He should be coming any moment now."

Then, he disappeared and everyone grew silent. They could not believe someone was going to save them.

In terms of strength, Rocher reached the thirty-third floor of the Mysterious Yellow Tower and was already a master in the thirty-third stage of the Other Shore Realm. With this, he was well recognized as a top master in the chaos. If anything, Zen might not even stand a chance against him.

Was the man who the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord mentioned even more powerful than Rocher?

Though no one said it aloud, everyone doubted what he had said.

He did not make a promise or reassure them. His words sounded more like encouragement so they could push through future difficulties.

"No matter what, the Ruin Graveyard is the last place we will live in. Let's hold on until reinforcements arrive," Bromley reassured.

Outside the Ruin Graveyard, all the heads, big and small, were cleared up.

a large number of heads still arrived from

in the Rotten Tree Forest, all the races from the Ruin Graveyard sent their clansmen and warriors to

they knew and what the Grand

had very mixed

native races of the Ruin Graveyard did not fight

and suspected the humans. Moreover, they

completely destroyed, they would gather the remaining

almost everywhere, they might only

the races preserved their

as they caught sight of the light dragons

the Ruin Graveyard was protected by a powerhouse.

that, Bromley's words excited them even more. They began to give

powerful warriors of the human race and the other

even came close, they would be instantly killed to prevent them from devouring and growing stronger.

the first three days, almost no head survived in the Ruin Graveyard under the joint

on the fourth day, the dynamic changed.

to twenty times

heads off, some managed to escape and devoured many creatures

rapidly as they devoured.

fifth day, hundreds of heads that grew a hundred times larger, and two that grew a thousand times larger appeared in

and many Holy Beings of the divine land were injured and killed as

devour, they would

felt powerless as he faced the gigantic heads. With the help of dozens of warriors at the high stages of the Other Shore Realm, he launched an attack on one of the

the head, almost half of the warriors in this

Graveyard was in

Rocher looked at the heads from a distance. He held the Lone Sword horizontally before him and asked, "Sir, is there really no other way

Grand Supreme Elderly Lord remained

was

an arena. Even if Rocher became the sharpest claw of the cub, they would still have no hope

other choice but to hold

grew to

Graveyard. The women and children who hid in the depths

docking within

left in