The Green Winged Mantis was equally shaken. It was not that it had never considered resisting, but what drove it to despair was that even when it fought with all its strength, this seemingly powerless flaming rope seemed to have bound its entire being, leaving it unable to break free no matter how hard it struggled!
"Who is it? Who is it?!" the Green Winged Mantis wondered in confusion.
Yang Chen had the same doubts. He raised his head, looked at the Green Winged Mantis above, then at the owner of that rope, and could not help freezing.
He knew this person very well. Wasn't he the Golden Crow Clan Head?
Besides him, many Elders of the Golden Crow Tribe had followed close behind. They were clearly another terrifying force to be reckoned with.
The Golden Crow Clan Head beckoned with one hand, pinning the Green Winged Mantis down tightly. Then, still smiling as warmly as a spring breeze, he said, "Young Friend Yang Chen, I did not arrive too late, did I?"
When Yang Chen saw the Golden Crow Clan Head arrive, his tightly wound nerves instantly relaxed. He laughed and said, "Golden Crow Seniors, you have arrived at precisely the right time. This junior thanks you all."
After saying this, he gave the Golden Crow clansmen a deep bow. For no other reason than that they had come to save him—to save all humanity.
Yang Chen could remain calm, but the Green Winged Mantis could not. Bound tightly in place, it cried out in alarm at the sight of the Golden Crow Clan Head, "Golden Crow Tribe, what do you mean by this? Didn't you say you would not interfere in this war? Yet now you have intervened, and you are even helping a human. What do you