At this moment, the Human Race powerhouses from the star regions surrounding the Ancient Royal Clan boiled over. As if they no longer cared for their lives, they charged toward the Ancient Royal Clan.
Such a massive movement from the Human Race completely alarmed the myriad races.
Could this race, usually trampled beneath the feet of the myriad races, actually erupt with such powerful unity?
And where had the Human Race found so many powerhouses?
What backwater corners had these powerhouses emerged from?
No one could make heads or tails of it.
The Ancient Royal Clan experts, who had previously stood high above and dismissed Ye Lin entirely, finally came to their senses as well.
The Human Race had launched a large-scale invasion of the True Mystic Star Region—did they really think the Ancient Royal Clan had no temper?
For a time, the Ancient Royal Clan dispatched countless powerhouses to suppress the Human Race.
Throughout this, the myriad race powerhouses remained deeply puzzled. They could not understand it, no matter how hard they tried.
As long as these Human Race powerhouses remained, the Human Race still had hope of rising again. At the very least, their circumstances would not be too difficult.
Though enslaved by the myriad races, they had not yet reached the point where they could no longer survive.
But if the Human Race lost this battle, its last remaining foundation would be gone. By then, the Human Race would likely truly never recover, perhaps even facing extinction in the end.
So no matter how brainless a race's powerhouses might be, they would not do something this absurd, would they?
Yet although they could not understand it, the facts lay right before their eyes.
One Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal powerhouse of the Human Race after another surged madly