The situation on the myriad tribe battlefield was constantly changing.
The human race had taken over half of the shadow race's territory, and the other races had their own victories and losses.
In the great battle.
It was inevitable that living beings would die.
The blood of these fallen creatures seeped into the ground and was gradually absorbed by the divine weapon.
At the same time.
After absorbing the blood of living beings, the divine weapon was also slowly expanding.
However, the trend of expansion was very slow.
It was not something that anyone could detect.
But at the same time.
It was not that no one could detect it.
"The world is expanding. No, the myriad tribe battlefield is expanding!"
Xiao chengfeng closed his eyes and spread out his perception. He instantly noticed these clues.
It was the pressure of the myriad tribe battlefield.
There was no way to limit his spiritual will's perception.
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