On the outskirts of Ping Sha Island, the allotted time was almost up. Only the final hour remained, yet there was still no sound from within.
Jiang Chen was like a stone tossed into the sea, with no response whatsoever.
Among the higher-ups of the Ten Great Sacred Grounds, some felt schadenfreude in their hearts, some sighed in secret, while others genuinely felt regret for the Eternal Sacred Land.
If Jiang Chen perished on the Tenth Forbidden Island, it would indeed be an undeserved disaster. No one had thought of this before.
It was precisely everyone's oversight that led to this tragedy.
The Great Saint Master looked gloomy at this moment, and his face was almost dripping with water.
Just then, powerful forces suddenly emerged from the void on the outskirts of Ping Sha Island.
The powerful forces arrived swiftly, instantly landing on the ground.
It was the Divine Patriarchs of the Ten Great Sacred Grounds arriving in succession.
