Primordial World: At the Start, I Made Nuwa Cry-Turns Out I Was a Mythological Grand Unity, Volume 633

"How dare you?!"

Suirenshi raised his brows and curled up the corners of his mouth.

"What? You're allowed to join forces as the three clans and bully the Human Race, but the Human Race isn't allowed to fight back?"

"Ridiculous! Today, not only will the Human Race dare to strike back, we'll also throw you out of our territory!"

"So what if you're the Innate Spirit Race? We, the Human Race, aren't afraid of you!"

"Take this!"

The three clans were all somewhat shocked upon hearing this.

This Human Race was incredibly arrogant!

Then they would have to see what special skill the Human Race could produce and how they planned to defeat them, the Innate Spirit Race.

With that, Suirenshi summoned all the members of the Human Race and once again unleashed a series of cultivation techniques and secret arts.

"One, two, three, four! Five, six, seven, eight!"

"Eight, two, three, four! Five, six, seven, eight!"

Their voices rang out with strength and vigor, echoing throughout the universe.

The clear, resonant cries were like thunder in their ears, piercing the firmament and shaking the universe.

The members of the three clans were all utterly dumbfounded.

???

What the...

Could this be the Human Race's special skill?

Doing some strange movements and poses?

Could the Human Race have been sent by the monkeys to amuse them?

The three clans were filled with confusion and immense disdain toward the Human Race's actions.

What was this Human Race thinking?

Did they really think they could defeat the Innate Spirit Race by doing some bizarre movements?

How laughable!

Their Innate Spirit Race had profound origins, outstanding aptitude, innate advantages, and powerful, extraordinary strength. The mere Postnatal Spirit Race was absolutely no match for them!

They had thought the Human Race was about to