A hundred thousand feet in the sky, it was as if a sun had exploded.
Even from more than a hundred thousand feet away, everyone on the ground still felt a strong wind blow against their faces, and the scorching sensation almost made them vomit blood.
In the air, Bai Qianqian transformed into her main body of an ancient race and blocked Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang behind her. She also retreated continuously, and blood kept flowing from the corner of her mouth.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat.
Whether Wang Xuanyi succeeded or not was related to the future of the human race.
If he lost, the human race could really prepare for their funeral.
Emperor Yuan Feng raised the sword in his hand and shouted, "Get ready!"
Regardless of whether Wang Xuanyi succeeded or not, it was time for them to appear.