The area within a radius of ten thousand li had turned into a sea of fire, with violent winds howling.
Wang Changsheng's hair whipped in the wind, and his expression was grave.
Even with a war between the races breaking out, the Alien Race had sent four Void Refinement Cultivators, including a Void Refinement Late Stage Cultivator. This showed how seriously they took him.
One had to know that Wang Changsheng had only recently emerged from seclusion. Before that, he had only appeared in public as a Void Refinement Early Stage Cultivator.
Based on his understanding of Wang Ruyan, if she knew that four Void Refinement Stage Alien Race cultivators were besieging him, she would definitely come to support him—unless she had been held up by a powerful enemy.
Taking into account that the Alien Race had been hiding in the dark and launching sneak attacks, Wang Changsheng could conclude that they placed great importance on the Wang Family. This should have something to do with Jiao M ingzhu.
Jiao M ingzhu knew how formidable Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were when they joined forces. If she had truthfully informed the Golden Roc Clan, the Alien Race would naturally have taken Wang Changsheng seriously.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had been hunted by Jiao M ingzhu in their early years. Later, for their common interests, they joined forces against the Devil Race. Now, for their respective interests, Jiao M ingzhu had stood on the opposite side of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.
There were no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
The Void Refinement Late Stage Alien Race cultivator had only condensed two-fifths of his Dharma Aspect, while Wang Changsheng, a Void Refinement Middle Stage Cultivator, had already condensed nearly half of his. Unless absolutely necessary, he did not dare to