"The Angel Race is not entirely Feather Race. They only have half the Feather Race bloodline, and at the same level, they'll be suppressed and beaten by the Feather Race."
"Watch carefully. You'll soon find out just how strong they are."
The others wore grave expressions. They all knew they would encounter the Foreign Races sooner or later.
That was precisely why they had not returned to Great Xia, choosing to stay here and watch.
Geniuses at their level would all enter the Mirage Realm to fight.
Ji Sha was one of the few geniuses who had fought on the Frontline of the King-level Mirage Realm.
They knew very clearly where the gap between themselves and people like him lay.
Ji Sha understood the Foreign Races far better than they did.
Xu Zhiming watched quietly.
At the same time, he rapidly refined the scant remaining power of the Half-King Level Spiritual Medicine.
As for this battle, Xu Zhiming knew there was no need for him to make a move.
More accurately, the gap in vitality was simply too vast. Even if he went up, he would not be a match.
Xu Zhiming knew his own limits.
Knowing he was outmatched, and with this not being a life-and-death moment, there was no need to go fight these Foreign Races.
From Ling Yun'er, Xu Zhiming had already learned that the Foreign Races seemed to have been watching Great Xia all along.
Especially the images once shown by 001—those incomparably powerful existences could shatter planets one after another with a wave of their hands.
Xu Zhiming knew then that Great Xia was facing more than merely ordinary Foreign Races.
Yu Tian was holding back a bellyful of anger. Every powerhouse who stepped up to fight him had been effortlessly defeated.
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