C560 The Messenger of the Underworld

"What's going on?" The Eastern Wasteland was shaken, and all sides were shocked. Everyone in the ancient battlefield were the most outstanding disciples of their respective sects. Once something went wrong, none of them would be able to bear it.

"Retreat!" Gu Ning cried out in alarm as he crushed his identity card.

However, there was no response. Gu Ning was still in the ancient battlefield