Holy Envoy Race Clan Land.
The silent Holy Envoy Race suddenly erupted.
Enemy attack!
One by one, the Holy Envoy Race martial artists flapped their wings, trying to soar into the sky. Yet, just as they left the nest, barely a few meters off the ground, they were struck down by the overwhelming energy.
The Golden Crow Spear Ship, with its vast and unparalleled aura, hovered above the Holy Envoy Race's clan land.
The sound of bodies hitting the ground rose continuously as the Holy Envoy Race martial artists fell heavily injured. Some spat blood, others broke arms and legs, splattering a mist of blood.
On the spear ship, more than two thousand divine treasure martial artists gazed upon the clan land of the Holy Envoy Race.
"So this is the Holy Envoy Race's lair. The Ancestral Temple Keeper brought us here to exterminate them!"
"No, why is the Holy Envoy Race so weak? There are only a few divine treasure martial artists, and not even in the mid-stage."
