“Yes, Master!” Ancestor Shi Yihai complied with utmost respect, then arranged his tribe’s Grand Elders to clean up the battlefield.

Some time later, a group of Devil Scorpion Tribe’s Grand Elders handed up all the spatial rings they had collected from the battlefield.

Every person in the Massacring Gods Gate’s army of one billion had a spatial ring.

Not to mention that this Massacring Gods Gate’s army of one billion consisted of their elite disciples, thus, inside every spatial ring was a startling amount of spirit stones and spiritual herbs.

Huang Xiaolong took the Massacring Gods Gate’s Ancestor Gao Yu, Zhang Xiaomeng, and the rest of the thirty-five Ancestors’ spatial rings. He gave the spatial rings that belonged to the Massacring Gods Gate’s Grand Elders, Elders, and disciples to Shi Yihai with the words, “The Devil Scorpion Tribe’s Ancestor God Realm disciples that participated in the battle will be rewarded one hundred...