A year later.
Heyo, Heyo, Heyo!
From the middle of the mountain to the peak of the Longmen mountain, low shouts could be heard. The voices gathered together in an orderly and majestic manner.
Chen jingzhai and his two wives stood on the silver screen spirit cloud, looking at the demonic beasts that were like an Army, a strange look flashed in their eyes.
Regardless of whether they admitted it or not, the fact was that demonic beasts were blessed by the heavens. Even though cultivation was difficult, as long as they awakened their bloodline, they could enter the path and master their innate abilities.
This was a stark contrast to the weak human race. Chen jingzhai, on the other hand, thought of blood elementalists. In fact, the blood elementalists 'train of thought was correct, but it was too crude.
