He Qingge, Su Zimei, and Lin Yan looked at each other.
The fact that this nearly perfect statue could stand above the other races already showed how powerful it was.
Moreover, its position was also the most special.
He Qingge stared at the statue. He had an unprecedented feeling in his heart. He wanted to punch the perfect statue in front of him to pieces.
"Leave this statue to me!"
"I see that you've been fighting for so long and should be tired. Why don't I do it?" Lin Yan moved his body slightly. He wanted to give it a try.
"He's just a small character. How can I be tired?" He Qingge shook his head.
A punch landed on the statue of the perfect body.
He Qingge instantly entered the illusory realm.
[Heaven-Offering Dao race.]
As soon as He Qingge entered, he knew the race of the person in front of him. However, this name was a little too grand, no?
Heaven-Offering Dao race!