Chapter 439: Confirmation and helplessness, flowers blooming under the moon

"At least three more years!"

Ning An's spiritual power extended continuously, starting to explore this space rift.

Unfortunately, as soon as his spiritual power entered it, it was cut off by a mysterious force.

So Ning An could only have a rough judgment.

After thinking about it, Ning An did not hesitate to send a message to Principal Yu Xiong.

Because this matter certainly cannot be hidden.

It must be reported!

Let specific instruments measure how much time is left for this space channel to form.

And let the Shenxia Federation make some preparations early.

For example, setting up the surrounding area as a camp or something similar.

These all require time.

Principal Yu Xiong has been in a state of semi-seclusion recently because of school development matters.

After all, this principal is already at the peak of the Ninth Grade.

If he wants to break through, the seclusion time will certainly not be short.

After receiving the message from Ning An, Yu Xiong's face changed greatly.

"Nanjiang already has a Myriad Races Battlefield."

"If another one comes, it will turn the world upside down."

Principal Yu Xiong is naturally not a fool and can see the crisis behind this.

He immediately hurried to the location Ning An mentioned.

It's not that he doesn't believe Ning An!

It's just that this is not a small matter and certainly needs to be confirmed.

Principal Yu Xiong even exerted his full speed.

Just three minutes after Ning An sent the message.

Yu Xiong's figure appeared beside Ning An.

"It really is a space rift!"

Yu Xiong saw the broken space, a flash of astonishment in his eyes as he whispered.

But soon he also reacted.

This matter is no longer something he can decide.

After all, it's fine for Nanjiang to defend one Nanjiang battlefield now.

If another one is added, then they certainly don't have the ability.

After all, this is not a matter of defending for a short while.

But needing to guard for a long time!

Yu Xiong soon sent a message to a special number.

"Principal, what will the Federation arrange next?!"

Ning An also asked Yu Xiong at this time.

"I don't know either!"

"This is the first time two Myriad Races Battlefields have appeared in the same place."

"The two battlefields are too close to each other."

Yu Xiong shook his head helplessly and said.

His words carried a hint of helplessness; as this was the first time such a situation had occurred, he had no clue how to proceed.