Moreover, in the future, a human emperor and even many sages may even be born.

Who can compare to the Yun Clan’s heritage?

Looking at this scene, Yun Feiyu's face turned pale.

She knew that these people wanted to cry.

Still first?

It's good to be able to come back alive this time.

Just when Yun Feiyu was about to speak, a flash of light flashed and a member of the Chu tribe stepped out.

Chu Wanfang was the only one left in the Chu clan, and his body was stained with blood. He had obviously suffered serious injuries.

"Chu Clan?"

"There is no surprise, it is reasonable for them to be second." Many people said.

"It seems that we have gone through a great war, but I, the son of the Chu tribe, had to go through the baptism of blood before I could shine in all directions. What does this little blood count today?" The elder of the Chu tribe also shouted boldly.

But Chu Wanfang cried.

This little blood?

Madhu, there’s more than just this little blood!
Chapter completed!