Chu Feng’s heart was surging with fury. It wasn’t because of the nine-headed bird race or the golden-winged Yaksha race, but because of the other two powers.
The emissary race from the heavens had arrived. They had a powerful foundation and even the beast guarding the mountain gate was at the heavenly venerate level. The aura emanating from them had already been transmitted into the secret realm.
Of course, this was not what made him the most furious. Even though the clan from the sky was arrogant and domineering, naming him and asking him to obey orders and be summoned, that was all. He had even killed someone, he had even killed two emissaries. What was there to care about.
What made him the most emotional and furious was the appearance of that terrifying, mysterious, powerful, and Evil clan. The monster clan that he had once caused was extremely miserable.
