The experts of the Misty Holy Peak sighed repeatedly. Although they had relied on the Dao Formation to repel wave after wave of attacks, they knew that this was a trapped bird in a cage. Under the siege of the experts of the Shan Clan, Meng Clan, the Devil Clan, the Spirit Race, and other races, it was impossible for them to escape.
Venerable Sovereign Tian Hong frowned. There had been many discussions like today, but they had not come up with a solution.
Shen Ping took a glance and knew the current predicament of the human race. He did not alarm Tian Hong and the others. Instead, he came to the headquarters of the alliance army of the Devil Clan, the Spirit Race, and other races.
