This time the scene far surpassed usual.
Both sides invested cultivators numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
At the front, a dense mass of cultivators.
All races were present, some towering like stars, eyes opening and closing like two small suns.
Others were tiny but immensely powerful, their breath unleashing a river of destructive energy, tearing the universe apart.
Qin Hao charged at the forefront. Although in the Divine Monarch camp, he was only at the God Realm, so there was no issue in attacking those of lower realms.
He directly made a move, the formation ahead revived, surprisingly engulfing everyone.
"What's he going to do?"
A Supreme God Monarch was shocked, his face drastically changing.
"Madness."
"Caution."
Those Great Divine Monarchs shouted.
They had never expected Qin Hao would strike at everyone.
The Primordial Master, in such a battlefield, was simply terrifying.
