Except for the involved parties and the top elites on both sides, no one knew why all teams were being withdrawn.
As for that gambling contract, neither the Celestial Palace nor the Evil Immortals would make it public.
Because it could create some unnecessary variables.
Therefore, at the moment, the fortresses were bustling like marketplaces.
There were teams like Ba Yun that had just arrived a few days ago.
And there were also teams that had been here for tens of millions of years.
"Holy crap, Venerable Xin Lun, you're still in the Yunzhao War Zone?"
"The last time I saw you here was a hundred million years ago..."
"That's really enduring, squatting on the frontline for over a hundred million years?"
"Hahaha, Celestial Venerable Jing Ming, how many Celestial Dao Points did you get this time?"
"Not much, not much, just ranked eighth in the war zone."
"Damn, eighth isn't much?"
The battle record settlement area was even more crowded with people.
