Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Another two hours passed, the main forces of the seven Divine Master-level factions also arrived in the Ancestral Emperor Domain one after another.

Among them, Ding Wei led the team of Hao Tian Divine Sect and looked at the black mass around him. He couldn't help but sneer. "You're willing to send so many people."

The people surrounding him were probably sent by the other six Divine Master-level factions.

Even though Divine Master Realm experts could not attack, it did not mean that they could not send their elites to fight for the Heart of Space, right?

"There's no need to mock each other. They're all here for the Heart of Space. It all depends on their own abilities."

A man with a sword at his waist said indifferently.

"Fu Yun, your Chaos Essence Sword Ancestor won't have much use for this Heart of Space, right?" On the Yin Yang Sect's side, the extremely feminine Qiu Shenfu smiled and said, "Why don't you retreat?"

Seven Divine Master-Level Forces!