"The archbishop is right. With so many spatial rifts and a large number of Saint-tier powerhouses, it will definitely be very difficult for the Battle-Saints in the upper level of the Land of Origin to completely pacify these spatial rifts."
Xue Han nodded and said.
A smile appeared on everyone's faces as they waited quietly again.
However, not long after, the mutated flames in another spatial rift dissipated. The entire spatial rift collapsed and turned into a spatial storm.
The upper echelons of the Order of Natural Disaster fell silent again.
The Archbishop's mouth twitched, and then he slowly said,
"What's going on?!"
The apostles broke out in cold sweat and did not dare to speak.
The two catastrophe bishops at the side also frowned in confusion.