Above the desert, the terrifying auras of three major god races surged across the sky. In front of each group stood a fearsome powerhouse, their presences no weaker than those of Immortal King Qingye and the others. Looking at the pathetic lineup of barely twenty people guarding the borders of the Great Tang State, the ancient gods of the three races wore sneers of deep mockery.
"The ancient East, once a forbidden land, has decayed to such a pathetic state three thousand years later. Do you really think your rabble can block my Western Divine Realm?" A powerhouse of the Radiant Angel race vibrated his wings, slowly drifting to the front of Chen Yu and the others.
"Word has it that an extraordinary figure has appeared in the ancient Eastern nation. Which little ant is it? Crawl out and show yourself!" A powerhouse of the Dark Angel race stepped forward, cloaked in terrifying dark energy.
Chapter 1070