The celestial race was here!
At the same time, Zhan Wushuang and the other geniuses of the celestial race had also arrived. All of them surrounded the ninth layer of the sun-moon realm. Some sneered while others were indifferent.
Could the Xia family stop everyone?
The ruins didn’t belong to the Xia family at the moment.
The Great Xia king couldn’t return. The ten thousand races had all left the invincible human race. They had also obtained the invincible human race’s permission to enter. Now, the Xia family could rely on the eighth layer of the sun-moon realm, Lord Xia Hou, to stop so many people?
“So what if he’s overbearing? What if he is?”
A moment later, the auras of many late-stage sun-moon experts rose. Manager Hu came along with a few late-stage sun-moon experts. They were all top-tier experts who used to oversee the various small and large worlds.
“Hu Dehao!”
“Wang qiping!”
“Lan Pingyue!”
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