Both races had a trace of the bloodline of dragons and phoenixes.
This little bit of bloodline power allowed the two races to step into the Great Eight. The power it represented was self-evident.
Just as Long San pounced toward Kun Ming after Dragon Transformation, a stream of golden sand slowly transformed into a huge tree in the dark of the canyon.
"They're finally fighting?"
"Unfortunately, the Demon Phoenix race and the Nether race did not participate."
A consciousness appeared in the tree.
This was Mei Wuyan's transformation.
As for the Celestial Feather race from before, it was also his doing. After passing through the Dark Jade Palace, that Celestial Feather race member became his puppet. He used a puppet to sow discord between the two races.
"However, after all, the Demon Phoenix race and the Nether race are a distance away. It's reasonable."
"But we have to think of a way to let the two of them join in the battle."
