Lin Yi carefully observed the expressions of those human cultivators, all of whom seemed anxious, worried about something, or afraid of something.
Moreover, the attire of these human cultivators was that of the Demon Race, as if they had been organized by some demon organization specifically to escort human cultivator slaves.
"These beasts!"
"It's just too cruel!"
"These demons, they simply don't regard us human cultivators as anything!"
Looking at the group of human cultivators who were bound on the city walls, Lin Yi's eyes grew heated, and his heart was filled with rage.
The behavior of the Demon Race had completely incensed Lin Yi.
"Roar!"
Just then, a roar resounded from the front.
"Not good! The Flood Dragon is coming!"
Upon hearing the roar of the Flood Dragon, those human cultivators blocking the city walls panicked and fled in haste, fearing that if they were too late, they would be devoured by the group of Flood Dragons.
"Thinking of running?"
