Whoosh...
Chen Yu and Zhu Lingyu followed two enemies to the core ancestral land of the Heavenly Spirit Crane Clan.
Chen Yu suspected the conflict between the Heavenly Spirit Crane Clan and the Phoenix-headed Parrot Clan was incited by the force the black-clothed man belonged to.
"These two definitely don't belong to the Demon Race."
Zhu Lingyu observed the black-clothed man and the burly man ahead.
"Who dares trespass in the ancestral land of the Heavenly Spirit Crane Clan?"
An angry shout echoed, and a king at the late stage of Star Condensation led two kings of the same stage to attack.
"You think not fleeing after not being killed makes you brave, delivering yourself to us, clueless fools."
The black-clothed man wore a cold expression, his black scythe emanating terrifying demonic power, plunging the world into blackness, the oppressive chaotic aura overwhelming the scene.
Slash!
He drew a frantic black light, aiming to kill the late stage Star Condensation elder.
