Countless Wing Race elders shot into the air...
Only to turn into blood mist beneath the moonlight...
Ren Chuan Kong let out a roar. "Lin Su, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces..."
Chi!
A streak of moonlight pierced in through the window, passing through Ren Chuan Kong's brow.
Ren Chuan Kong's dharma body, which had just expanded to ten zhang, froze motionless. His fierce eagle-like eyes petrified completely...
With a soft boom, a cloud of blood mist burst forth!
Outside, upon Stability Island, thirty-eight peaks exploded at once!
The Sea of Stability churned, and Stability Island sank into its depths.
Lin Su lightly waved a hand, and the vast Sea of Stability froze out of thin air. Nothing remained upon its waters.
Only an Assembly Pavilion hovered eerily in midair.
Inside the Assembly Pavilion, the hundred elders of the Eleven Foreign Races had all turned to stone.
The renowned Wing Race had vanished just like that.
Vanished cleanly and utterly.
With a mere lift of the newcomer's hand.
Lin Su's gaze slowly shifted toward them. "The Ancient Foreign Races have inherited antiquity. Naturally, I know that every race has its own principles of conduct. Yet the times have changed greatly. Those who refuse to change with the times—I shall help them change! Elders, can you understand?"
The hundred elders below all went deathly pale.
This was a naked threat. Who would not understand?
Lin Su said, "The Wing Race was stubbornly incorrigible and thus sought its own destruction. Once I have thoroughly cleared out the Wing Race remnants, I will visit each of the remaining Eleven Foreign Races. Elders, you may as well return now, report to your clan leaders, and prepare your response plans. When I arrive, I will not ask a second time!"
As his voice