As the number of unselected locations dwindled, various factions stepped forward and chose the locations they wished to develop.

In the blink of an eye, all the buildings in this vast ruined palace complex, except for the main hall where Wang Zheng was hiding, were occupied by various forces.

Now that things have come to this, only the world where Wang Zheng is injured has been achieved.

Although he was temporarily safe hiding in the main hall, the conversations of the demon kings outside had reached Wang Shao's ears.

In his view, these demon kings would definitely fight each other for the right to explore the ruins, and even if he couldn't escape in the chaos, he could at least reduce some of their manpower.

But after this whole thing, wow, they've decided to allocate it all themselves.

This completely extinguished any remaining hope for Young Master Wang, who was still hiding.

If these demon kings were to fight over the spoils later, that would be one thing. But if they were to peacefully prepare to open the main hall and settle their differences after leaving the ruins, Wang Zheng would have to start thinking about how to break through the encirclement.

The peacock's motives are unclear at the moment, and I cannot allow myself to implicate several grandmasters of China in an unjust situation.

Inspired by the Golden-Winged Thunder Roc, Young Master Wang instantly devised a vicious plan.

If there's really no other way later, rush out the moment the main hall's barrier is broken, then throw that obviously extraordinary Yingyu Spirit Pearl to Peacock and frame him. We'll make other plans then.

Anyway, this guy has the most subordinates but asks for the fewest, so he's definitely up to no good, and the other demon kings won't believe him.

He could then disguise himself as one of his underlings and rush out, pretending to drop the most important treasure to him. This would be logical, and with the snail statue in the main hall as witness, no one would doubt his belief.

Let's wait until this old guy draws the fire before we find an opportunity!

If we still can't escape by then, then we'll have no choice but to resort to that final measure...

Looking at the three demon king inner cores in his storage space, Wang Zheng remained unusually calm.

It wasn't that he didn't want to play it safe, but when it came to a life-or-death situation, he couldn't care less about anything else and had no choice but to take the risk.

He had been accumulating strength for so long, and when the time came for the final explosion, no matter what extraordinary phenomena occurred, at least he could save his life.

Forced into a corner, Young Master Wang made up his mind and then turned his gaze back to the square outside the palace. Seeing that the palaces of all sizes were surrounded by the demon kings, he felt bitter.

"Please, please hurry up and find some rare treasures or amazing secret manuals so we can start fighting! I'm really begging you!"

...

Under the influence of the Peacock Demon King, the hundred or so experts present began to unleash their firepower on their targets.

Suddenly, the once tranquil and peaceful Heavenly Palace was engulfed in flames and explosions.

As if facing Wang Zheng's violent breach, these palaces, with their gates tightly locked, were met with a powerful backlash, causing the space to tremble and the doors to hum.

However, the barrier of this hall was ultimately just an inanimate object, and without the support of the mist, it could only absorb the free spiritual energy in the ruins to maintain itself. Under the continuous bombardment of multiple demon kings, it finally could not hold on.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thunderous sound, the barriers burst forth with blinding light, and the small hall chosen by the Peacock Demon King was the first to break.

Cracks spread rapidly, and then the exceptionally sturdy barrier crumbled into dust under the combined attack of several demon kings.

However, the Peacock Demon King paid no attention to the situation in front of him. He just stared intently at the main hall in the distance, and his strange expression made Wang Zheng feel uneasy.

"Could this old guy have discovered me? I haven't made a sound, surely not?"

Wang Zheng was completely baffled, but the various barriers on the field were collapsing one by one.

Following closely behind were the various side rooms behind the plaza, then the last few small halls, and then the left side hall, which was under the control of the largest sea beast force, and the right side hall, which was under the control of the Chinese Grandmasters Group...

At this moment, countless demon kings and extraordinary beings rushed into the various buildings, fearing that if they fell behind, they would miss out on any benefits.

Wang Zheng, who was too far away to see clearly, could only hear the constant arguing coming from these temporarily formed camps. If it weren't for the greater benefits to come, they would probably be fighting to the death right now.

As for the other two largest side halls in the square, the Chinese camp was the first to break through them. After several grandmasters entered, they left two people to guard the entrance, clearly not trusting these demon kings and taking precautions against them.

They all withdrew shortly after, their expressions unchanged, neither happy nor sad, leaving one wondering what benefits they had received.

It's unrealistic to say that the grandmasters who came away empty-handed received no benefits at all; it's obvious they were carrying spatial equipment, which they've now put away.

After all, keeping wealth and talent hidden is a fine Chinese virtue since ancient times. If it is seen by someone with ulterior motives and they secretly covet it, it will naturally cause more trouble.

Once the group of grandmasters had stood in the center of the square again, they became cautiously wary of the Peacock Demon King's forces, which they had already searched.

After all, the demon king had been behaving strangely ever since he entered the ruins. He hadn't even entered the palace gate himself, and he hadn't even glanced at the bottles, jars, books, and classics that his underlings had brought out.

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