True ancestor Shangyu's figure suddenly flashed as he approached the soul Army.
Then, without any hesitation, he flapped the wings on his back.
In an instant, the wind and clouds stirred. A vast and majestic force formed a monstrous Hurricane that swept toward the soul race's Army like a heavenly might.
As an existence at the middle level of the creation realm, true ancestor Shangyu's strength was extremely powerful. A single move of his was so vast that it could change the color of the world.
At that moment, the expressions of the black bone dhuta, who had been monitoring and guarding against true ancestor Shangyu, and all the experts of the soul Race changed.
They knew that true ancestor Shangyu did not want the soul Race to annihilate the spiritual race's Army.
After all, once the spiritual race army was defeated, the soul Race would be free to deal with true ancestor Shangyu.