A portal of light appeared on the wall.

Passing through this door, one is greeted by Zhuge Yun leisurely drinking tea.

"Is it over?" Zhuge Yun put down his teacup.

Su Yu quickly stepped forward to pour tea: "We've run out of Obsidian Stone."

Zhuge Yun chuckled and said, "You can tell that to Nangong Xing."

"What are your plans next?" he asked again.

"What else can we do but stay in the back and clear out some no-man's land?"

"Perhaps we can discover some more ancient secret realms," Su Yu replied with a smile.

Zhuge Yun shook his head and handed him a tablet.

"Take a look first before making any plans."

[The sky collapsed and the earth sank in the Unie tribe; the war of the gods began.]

[The beasts have gone mad! A global beast tide has erupted, with staggering death tolls. In just three days, Une has lost ten million people!]

[Masters from all sides have gone to the Fallen Battlefield to provide support; the number of fallen masters of the same level on both sides has already exceeded two fingers' worth.]

The eighth-ranked figure on the Heavenly Ranking has fallen, and two eighth-grade Golden Body beasts from Cangshan are severely injured.

[After several days of continuous fighting, the situation on the southwestern front is critical. We are calling upon hunting teams from across the land to provide support.]

......

Su Yu's eyes widened as he looked at the messages.

After the initial shock, he turned his gaze to Zhuge Yun.

Zhuge Yun nodded slightly: "This is just a prelude. Even without this incident, this war would have broken out sooner or later."

"Because the battlefield is desolate, our human race cannot afford to drag it out."

"Because even the strange beasts cannot afford to drag the Hall of Inheritance."

"They are waiting for an opportunity, so why not create one for them?"

"Now that you know all this, what are your plans?" Zhuge Yun asked, looking at him.