The martial artists gathered around were reluctant to leave. Instinctively, they sensed that something earth-shattering would happen soon. They also wanted to verify their suspicions about whether those inside the ancient god chariot were from the godly civilization.
Almost ninety-nine percent of the undead had been driven away, and the remaining higher-level undead surrounded the ancient god chariot. They hid on nearby dead planets, concealing their presence, so the level of danger was not very high.
"They're out! They've actually come out!" A martial artist displayed a surprised expression. They initially thought the owner of the ancient god chariot would continue to rely on its formidable defensive capabilities to entangle with the undead while waiting for a chance to escape. Yet, they opened the hatch of the ancient god chariot!
