Only Xia qingchen was incomparably calm.
The so-called descendants of the gods were nothing in his eyes.
The gods in the sky were like stars, and their numbers were unknown. How many descendants did they have? And how many of the later generations were as strong as their ancestors?
The Xiahou divine sect and Yuwen divine sect of the sky moon Ridge were also existences whose ancestors had become gods.
But so what?
They had already declined to the point where they lived in a remote corner, and their strength was so weak that even a middle moon elite could destroy them.
As for the Huang family, it was only a short time since their ancestors became gods, and their descendants could only rely on the bloodline of their ancestors. They had long been weak.
Otherwise, had their clan ever produced a sun realm expert?
The current Huang family might not even have a great moon.
