As Yaoyao’s cold and detached voice resounded, all the powerful experts in the Tianyuan World cast their gazes towards Cangxuan Heaven, all wearing different expressions. 

“Yaoyao…”     

Cang Yuan’s expression turned solemn because he finally understood that the Sacred Race’s ultimate goal wasn’t Zhou Yuan but Yaoyao!

Their previous puzzlement was finally answered—Zhou Yuan wasn’t worth the Sacred Race launching such a large-scale attack and dispatching seven prime saints, but Yaoyao was!

The Sacred Race had clearly learned about the relationship between Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao and were doing everything they could to push Zhou Yuan to a dead end to force Yaoyao to appear. 

However, another puzzlement emerged in their minds. The Sacred Race only had two prime saints in Cangxuan Heaven, and even though the two prime saints were huge trouble to them, it was naive to think...