The races of the Star Realm.
Even if some among them.
Still regard Earth as their homeland.
But in the end, they are only a few, not many.
Once the blockade of communication between the heavens and Earth is opened up.
No one knows how many beings will descend.
Everyone wants to seize that Great Era Fortune, inevitably turning this planet into a land of countless battles.
Countless lives will be lost as a result, and the chaos will be unimaginable.
Jiang Bo knows very well that this is an unstoppable trend.
But it can be delayed.
Whether it succeeds depends on whether Lu Yuan can resist the immortals.
Rumble~
And at this moment.
A series of loud rumbling noises echoed.
The extraterrestrial beings, including the twelve sub-saints.
All gazed toward the direction of the moon, where over a hundred enormous stars flickered continuously, so vast, rotating and emitting an indescribable aura.
