While Lu Yang lay in ambush here, the other twenty-five powerful races on the Ancient Battlefield had basically found their ferocious prehistoric beasts as well. Some of the experts had even started fighting.
"Saint Flame Golden Body, arise!" A Demigod Tier expert of the Saint Gold Race shouted from the air. A golden statue-like body covered him, instantly raising his strength to the peak of the lower god level. He punched a Blood Spirit Race expert in the distance.
"A mere Blood Spirit Race dares compete with me for a prehistoric beast? You're courting death!" The Saint Gold Race expert laughed wildly as he pursued the Blood Spirit Race expert.
Elsewhere.
A Demigod Tier expert of the Silver Moon Demon Clan spotted the Saint Gold Race expert in the distance. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he flew rapidly toward him. This was the signal the two races had agreed upon. The Saint Gold Race expert would take to the air and reveal his strength, allowing the Silver Moon Demon to find him quickly so they could team up and kill their enemies.
Lu Yang also sensed the aura released by the Saint Gold Race expert in the distant sky and could not help shaking his head. Showing oneself was simply courting death. However, it was impossible for the other twenty-some races to cooperate. At most, one or two races might join forces, but they definitely could not defeat the combined Saint Gold Race and Silverglade Demon Clan. He estimated that few of those twenty-some races would make it out alive.
He did not know whether Young Lord Dark Moon had any other objectives. To avoid any accidents, he continued concealing his aura while creating avatars and Exploding Flame Spells. Waiting for the two Ancient Serpent