C1289 Zhang Wuchen

Although the hundreds of thousands of Immortals and Fiendgods had regained their freedom, no one spoke, and no one tried to flee.

The miserable deaths of 410 thousand Immortals and Fiendgods were enough to intimidate them; did they still dare to have any objections?

At this time, Zhao Gongming frowned. Then, his eyes suddenly lit up as he looked in a direction in disbelief