The 27th Ranked Expert on the Saint Ranking

Seeing that their greatest helper remained completely unmoved, the Sacred Land Disciples of the Immortal Race immediately understood.

What a load of crap this Alliance of Two Races was, always going on about advancing and retreating together.

Clearly, those two Sacred Feather Clan members in the Saint Realm could have rescued them with the casual wave of a hand.

Yet now they were merely watching coldly from the sidelines.

In reality, these disciples still had not figured out the cause of their deaths.

As far as they were concerned, what the Sacred Feather Clan had come here to do and what benefits they could possibly gain were both beyond their comprehension.

But that did not stop Hao Yuan and the others from planning to silence them.

After all, they might not understand, but if they were allowed to return alive, the higher-ups of the Immortal Race would only need to question them casually a few times to learn what benefits the Hao Family had obtained this time.

At this moment, these disciples—who had endured countless trials to successfully enter the Sacred Land and had once been hailed as prodigies by others—reacted in all sorts of ways.

"Hehehe, damn it..."

Some sat on the ground in despair, weakly muttering to themselves.

"No! We can't just accept our fate like this! We have to do something. Let's fight this monster to the death!!!"

Some were overcome by grief and outrage, driven into a frenzy as they prepared to risk their lives.

"Are you kidding me? That's an existence in the Saint Realm. What we should do now is scatter and run. We'll save as many as we can!"

Some still harbored hope, wanting to flee in different directions and fight for a chance to survive.

As for Ling'er, her reaction was the