Time flowed on, and another half month passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, Su Yi quietly rose and left Phoenix Tree Heaven.
The Clan Hall of the Mystic Phoenix God Race.
"Founder, we just received word that the ancestral grounds of the Zhuanyu Clan have also fallen and been completely trampled to ruins."
Clan Chief Phoenix Cheng Yu strode in and spoke with a sigh.
Over the past while, storms had swept across the world, while the leaderless Four Great Heaven Condemned God Races had become morsels on the plates of every major power.
By now, aside from the Taihao Clan, the Shao Hao Clan, Mountain God Race, and Zhuanyu Clan—three Heaven Condemned God Races in all—had been wiped out!
Perhaps many remnants still survived in the world, but they were destined never to stir up another ripple.
Such was the tide of the times.
Without Heavenly Punishers to hold the fort, everything would be blown away by wind and washed away by rain.
As for the Taihao Clan, Taihao Lingyu's existence instead made many major powers wary, and they did not dare strike a killing blow.
Even so, the territories and forces once controlled by the Taihao Clan had already been swallowed whole by numerous major powers.
These changes had come too quickly. Who could have imagined that four colossal beings, revered across eternity, would collapse one after another in such a short time?
And no one felt this more deeply than Phoenix Cheng Yu.
Only now did he realize how wise the Founder's decision to compromise and endure after Xiao Jian's death in battle had been.
Though the Mystic Phoenix God Race had become a sinful clan, at least it had endured!
"I said long ago that our Mystic Phoenix God Race had no need