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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.

large number of heads still arrived from

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

knew and what the Grand

very

heads initially attacked, the native races of the Ruin Graveyard did not fight

Moreover, they made intricate escape plans if it

Ruin Graveyard was completely destroyed, they would gather the remaining members to escape.

everywhere, they

they had anticipated this to unfold, the races preserved their strength for the escape rather

of the light dragons in the

was protected by a powerhouse.

excited them even more. They began to give

human race

would be instantly killed to prevent them from

days, almost no head survived in the Ruin Graveyard under the

on the fourth day, the

were ten to twenty times larger than the previous heads

to fight the heads off, some

Ruin Graveyard, they grew rapidly as they devoured. This made them more threatening opponents.

of heads that grew a hundred times larger, and two that grew a thousand times larger appeared

Other Shore Realm masters of the various races died, and many Holy Beings of the divine land

thousand times larger continued to devour, they would grow

the gigantic heads. With the help of dozens of warriors at the high stages of the

to injure the head, almost half of the

the Ruin Graveyard

in the air, Rocher looked at the heads from a distance. He held the Lone Sword horizontally before him and asked, "Sir,

Grand Supreme Elderly Lord

was obvious.

Ruin Graveyard was a cub pushed into an arena. Even if Rocher became the sharpest

choice but to hold on.

other huge head grew to

in the depths of the Ruin Graveyard looked up at the large

the divine land docking

left in the control of the reincarnated Harper.