Although the Human Race had declined over the years, it had not declined completely. Even now, the Human Race remained one of the great races of the Starry Sky.
Moreover, the Human Emperor Seal was revered by the Human Race as a clan-suppressing supreme treasure. The foremost powers and strongest experts of the Human Race had searched bitterly for it all in pursuit of this treasure.
And now, these Eight Suns actually dared to set their sights on it. No matter who came, no one could protect them.
In the central region, there was no shortage of Human Race prodigies. Crushing them to death would be even easier than crushing an ant.
"Don't ask how I know. Call them out immediately, or don't blame us for taking action ourselves."
Tianyi said with a savage grin.
"Since you know our plan, you must have been watching us for a long time. You were unable to act before, yet now you've come when we are on the verge of success. Isn't your purpose the same as ours?"
"You want to snatch the fruits of our labor?"
After Ghost Shaman Venerable spoke, a dangerous gleam flickered in his eyes.
They had come neither early nor late, but precisely at this crucial moment when success was within reach. They were clearly here to pick peaches.
But whether they could pick those peaches depended on whether he agreed.
The next moment, Ghost Shaman Venerable stepped forward, and a domain of ghosts instantly formed around them.
"Benefactor Ghost Shaman, this humble monk is your opponent."
The next moment, a young man dressed in monk's robes stepped into the ghost domain, a kindly smile on his face.
"This humble monk is Wuchen. I have come to experience your brilliant techniques."
Wuchen smiled harmlessly, his palms pressed together