"In the end, it still came."
Wang Xu's face was somber.
Ever since he knew the purpose of this mission, he had a premonition that something extremely significant would occur.
After all, this was a task personally entrusted to them by the Great Emperors—how could it be a trivial matter?
"But I didn't expect it to be a war in the Chaotic Cosmos."
Even if Wang Xu had never heard of the Chaotic Cosmos war, he knew its horrors.
At that time, the participants would no longer be Celestial Gods or Saint Venerables, but Great Emperors and Ancestors. Each individual at the pinnacle of chaos would engage in a frenzied battle for their respective chaotic cosmos!
It was foreseeable that once the chaos of war erupted, the future would be a stormy and bloody scene!
Thinking of this, Wang Xu felt uneasy.
"No, I must go to the Celestial Trees."
