Third World Boundary Passage (1)

At this moment, void storms were wreaking havoc everywhere in the Heavenly Craftsmen Secret Realm. The place where Elder Qian had entered was far from the gap, so the void storm was not strong.

He hurriedly stabilized his body and looked at the surrounding experts who kept retreating from the secret realm and some experts who were swept into the storm and instantly died. He could not help but swallow.

"This… What's going on in the Heavenly Craftsmen Secret Realm?"

However, no one answered his question. Those foreign races fought to leave the secret realm. Some foreign races who were swept into the storm even cursed angrily.

"Damn humans, I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"

"Humans?" Elder Qian was stunned. All of this was caused by humans?