"If we don't hide, what else do we want to do? So many emperor-level masters have died. Once we get out, only death awaits us."
Buzz~
On the plane tree at the side, a huge white bird suddenly appeared.
The white wumao dragged its long tail.
"Swan King, you don't understand. Even if I die, I want to die fighting. The character of the Phoenix Clan isn't always about hiding,"
"Your character is still the same as before! Which one of our five Phoenix Clans is willing to live here in this bitterness? If we go out, we will face the heavenly tribulation. Heaven Path has been cut off. There is no way out! We can still survive if we hide here."
The Swan King said.
They had great ambitions, thinking far beyond the blue skies.
Once the Heavenly Path was cut off, the swans disappeared.
No one thought that they would hide here.
"I don't want to hide anymore. We must destroy this god!"
