The spiritual energy transformed into a gust of wind that sent many Celestial Feather clansmen airborne. Even some of the Dark Northern clansmen who were approaching were thrown back by this immense force.
"A group of people from the Celestial Feather race who forcefully increased their strength is terrifying!"
"But Long Ya, shouldn't you control your strength a little?"
The battlefield resonated with the sound of waves. Subsequently, a figure was propelled into the sky by the surges. His gaze was icy as he fixed his eyes on Long Ya, who remained indifferent to the surroundings.
"Ming Tianya, so it's you!"
Long Ya smiled, and a touch of madness surfaced on his colossal visage. However, the movements in his hands were slightly restrained. After all, this time, he was collaborating with Ming Tianya, not engaging in a battle between the two.
His massive body gradually diminished, and the ferocious aura gradually steadied.
