The cry of despair was echoed by Gudu Wuyi, who stared at the fortieth position with eyes full of hopelessness, anger, and unwillingness, shouting: "Canyang, my child!"
His voice was so heart-wrenching, so mournful, so filled with hatred for the heavens and the earth.
Gudu Nanming and other ancestors of the Gudu Emperor Palace also stared blankly, their faces full of grief.
Having poured all their hopes into him, hailed as the most talented genius in the history of the Gudu Emperor Palace, their Emperor Gudu had actually died?!
Died!
Gudu Nanming's mind went blank.
They had once imagined that Gudu Canyang would shine brightly in this Heaven Realm battle, breaking into the top thirty and bringing unparalleled glory to their Gudu Emperor Palace, but now, all of this has shattered.
The preliminary battle of the Heaven Realm had only just begun a day ago.
