"They've all been killed by you!"
The Golden Emperor felt aggrieved.
He wasn't foolish enough to reveal the exact numbers.
He insisted with certainty that they had all been killed!
The empress was underground, taking care of the restless little ones, who were now all gathered together, numbering less than a hundred.
The more than four hundred geniuses of those days had been lost too quickly!
Especially before they were organized, the little ones liked excitement and often slipped out to steal glances.
But how sharp were the eyes of the flying demon clans?
Once discovered, they hardly ever escaped.
Moreover, after the gathering, an accident occurred, and the hidden mountain peak collapsed due to the war, exposing the underground hiding place.
They had to move.
During the relocation, another great battle broke out.
If it weren't for the Golden Emperor fighting desperately, the little ones would have almost been wiped out on the spot!
