Thousands of experts had occupied the Xuantian Dao Sect now. Those people all possessed powerful auras, and they didn’t bother concealing their killing intent at all.

“The ancient races!”

Ouyang Qiuyu was startled. She hadn’t expected that their greeters wouldn’t be their disciples, but thousands of ancient race experts instead.

These people were all powerful experts from the various large ancient races. They had all reached Foundation Forging at least, and there were over ten of them with exceptionally powerful auras. They were half-step Kings.

That furious roar had come from an ancient race elder with two golden wings on his back.

“The ancient races have always been neutral. For you to suddenly attack my Xuantian Dao Sect, do you think we’re an easy target?” raged Ouyang Qiuyu. This was absolutely intolerable.

Over ten half-step Kings had led thousands of Foundation Forging experts to occupy the Xuantian Dao Sect. That was an absolute insult.

The ancient races usually lived in seclusion, rarely interacting with the rest...