"My main body has contacted me. It seems that the developments within the Celestial Feather race have piqued his curiosity."
Mei Wuyan sensed the throbbing in his soul, and a solemn expression appeared on his face. Then, using his soul as a link, he sent back information about the Celestial Feather race.
"The Angel race used the statues as a foundation to attract worshipers. If I hadn't acted swiftly, the Golden Sand race would have vanished!"
When Mei Wuyan recalled the 10 Immortals of the Celestial Feather race looking for him, he could not help but feel a lingering fear.
Although they were all members of the Celestial Feather race who had been forcefully advanced, their strength could not be underestimated.
There was not enough strength to make up for it. It had to be said that the Celestial Feather race had undergone a huge change ever since the Angel race appeared.
