Donghua Cultivation Realm, Golden Crow Grassland.
The Black Crow Mountain Range sprawled for tens of thousands of miles, and the ancestors of the Black Crow Tribe had lived and thrived here generation after generation.
In Black Crow Hall, Wu Xiao sat in the main seat, with Mo Wuya, Shen Long, Taihao True Monarch, Qi Xiao, Sun Shan, and Wu Yan—the six people—seated on either side, their expressions grave.
Upon returning to the Qingmei Realm from the Tianyuan Realm, they immediately made their way to the territory of the Barbarian Tribe in the Qianyang Realm.
"Taoist Friend Wu, are you really determined to follow this path to the bitter end?"
Mo Wuya said with a grim face.
They were unclear about the situation with the Demon Race, especially the movements of the Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Demon Race. If Wu Xiao cooperated with them, it would make their battle against the Demon Race a bit easier.
