The Heavens Were About to Change

The ten Xuanyuan Dragon Guards joining forces were actually no match for that Golden Armor Puppet?

Everyone felt their scalps go numb. More than that, they felt as if the sky had collapsed in an instant, thick deathly aura shrouding their hearts.

Was the sky of the Mystic Sky Continent truly about to change?

Where should people like them go from here? Were the foundations built over thousands of years really going to be destroyed just like that?

Under the shadow of death, many had already begun to consider surrendering.

If they acknowledged Xuanyuan Batian, would they be able to live?

Unlike them, everyone from the Xuanyuan Family shared the same hatred for the enemy.

In their hearts, there was only one Clan Leader: Xuanyuan Changkong.

Even if death now loomed over them, so what?

Colluding with outsiders!

Betraying the Lineage!

Hmph!

Such a person deserved death. The Xuanyuan Family would never bow its head to him.

"Xiangrui!" Looking at the Xuanyuan Dragon Guards lying smashed onto the ground, grievously wounded, Xuanyuan Tianji was the first to react. "Xiangrui, leave this place quickly. As long as you live, you are the hope of our Xuanyuan Family."

Under such circumstances, if Xuanyuan Xiangrui could leave, it would already be Heaven's blessing upon the Xuanyuan Family.

Xuanyuan Xiangrui's talent was there for all to see. As long as he lived, the Xuanyuan Family still had hope.

"Xiangrui, the Great Elder is right. You... you must leave quickly."

"Xiangrui, as long as you live, we can die with peace of mind."

"Xiangrui, leave some hope for our Xuanyuan Family. Go, quickly!"

In the hearts of these elders, they were already half-buried in the yellow earth. If they died, then they died.

Xuanyuan Xiangrui was different. He was still young and had so much