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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

races from the Ruin Graveyard sent their clansmen

knew and what the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord

very mixed

of the Ruin Graveyard did not fight to the

and suspected the humans. Moreover, they made intricate escape plans if it was

destroyed, they

almost everywhere, they might only

preserved their strength for the escape rather than

sight of the

expected, the Ruin Graveyard was protected

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

all the powerful warriors of the human race

the heads even came close, they would be instantly killed to prevent

days, almost no head survived in the Ruin Graveyard

fourth day,

they were ten to twenty times larger than the previous

all the races did their best to fight the heads off, some managed to escape and devoured many

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

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

the various races died, and many Holy Beings of the divine land were injured and

thousand times larger continued to devour, they would grow to a size bigger

high stages of the Other Shore Realm, he launched an attack on one of the gigantic heads

managed to injure the head, almost half of the warriors in this

the Ruin Graveyard was in grave

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 to save the Ruin

Elderly Lord remained silent.

answer was

a cub pushed into an arena. Even if Rocher became the sharpest claw of the

other choice but to

to ten thousand times larger than the ordinary

the depths

a sudden, the divine land docking within

divine land was left in