Tianpeng Island, a spacious and brightly lit hall. A kind-looking gold-robed elder sat in the seat of honor. He had a high nose and long ears, and his eyes were golden.
Jin Ao, at the Body Integration Middle Stage, was the leader of the Golden Roc Clan.
A plump red-skirted young woman sat beside Jin Ao. Her eyes were red, and there were several red Spirit Patterns on her face and arms.
Her eyes were cold, giving off a powerful sense of oppression.
Yan Chen, at the Body Integration Middle Stage, was the representative of the Essence Fire Race.
More than thirty Void Refinement Cultivators sat on either side. Some were from the Essence Fire Race, while others belonged to the Golden Roc Clan. Jiao Mingzhu and Jin Shuo were among them as well, and their expressions were solemn.
"Madam Yan, the Body Integration Cultivators of the Cold Flame Sect are powerful. Peng Zhai has already been injured."
Jin Ao wore a troubled expression. When great clans clashed, it was the small races that suffered.
To be honest, the Golden Roc Clan had been unwilling to join the battle. Once the war ended, the Essence Fire Race would pat themselves on the backside and leave, while the Golden Roc Clan would face the Human Race's retaliation. Yet if they refused to participate, the Essence Fire Race would probably wipe out the Golden Roc Clan. The Golden Roc Clan had no choice at all. That was the sorrow of a minor race.
One of the Golden Roc Clan's Body Integration Cultivators had already been injured. If the battle continued, casualties might well appear.
"The war has only just begun. He merely lost some of his vital energy. Fellow Daoist Peng took the Jin Yan Jade Ganoderma Pill, so there won't be