The sky was torn open as a cold vertical-pupil golden eye peered down through the crack. The top experts of the many sects seemed to sense something as they lifted their heads, only to be frozen with terror. 

Even those who possessed tremendous strength such as sect master Qing Yang displayed a frightened expression.

“The sacred race?!”   

The voices of numerous experts trembled, unable to conceal the fear on their faces.    

The experts present were all top existences in  Cangxuan Heaven and were thus naturally aware about the existence of the sacred race. They understood how terrifying the sacred race was.

Even in his heyday, patriarch Cang Xuan ultimately perished at the hands of the sacred race. 

Only when the countless living beings and races of all nine heavens of the entire Tianyuan...