God knows how much pressure is.

No matter how strong the spirit race is.

Where is the number of races? It’s just 10,000 people. How can a tiger withstand the encirclement of countless races in the world?

The Spirit Clan has been in vain for thousands of years. When it was about to be exterminated, the Spirit Clan leader came to the heaven and presented the saint of the clan to Xu Lai, hoping to keep the family safe.

But the aesthetics of the Spirit Clan are a bit special...

Xu Lai accepted the "spirit" of the martial arts, let the saint return to his hometown, and brought back the Emperor sculpture with a wisp of imperial power.

So far.

Only then can the spiritual race be able to avoid the disaster of extermination.

Ruan Tang refused such a mysterious technique...

"It seems that I'm still too anxious."

Xu Lai sighed, turned around and went back to the room to continue meditating.
Chapter completed!