The speed at which the three ancient clans arrived was much faster than anticipated.
Not only did they dispatch five Martial Artist kings, but even the enforcement corps and the elders' corps joined the sortie, all donned in silver battle armor, looking awe-inspiring.
Their powerful presence made many ancient beasts back off.
Swish, swish, swish...
One after another, black shadows soared into the sky, and soon half the sky was covered by vultures. The golden bird stared at the strong warriors from the three ancient clans with a touch of coldness in its eyes.
"Aw%@#*..."
The golden bird let out a strange cry, seemingly warning the three ancient clans.
Ji Batian scanned the stone house beside the waterfall with his spiritual power and found no figures, "Have they run away?"
"Ancestor, Ye Qiu, that remnant, and the people from Yun Shang Palace, they're all not here. What do we do next?" Ji Changtian asked, with Ji Batian deciding all matters here.
