The sages suddenly understood. Fang Yun must have had dealings with the Giant God Race before, but they had not intended to protect him at all costs. Only after seeing his terrifying strength had they resolved to do so.
Wa Si raged, "You said nothing when Fang Yun appeared, nothing when he slaughtered everyone. Now that he's won and we're preparing to strike back, your Giant God Race finally speaks up! Today, our Gray Venom Giant Frog Clan will kill this man! The Royal Race's mountains will not suffer an outsider's desecration!"
Numerous gray venom giant frogs gathered behind Wa Si, including a Peak Great Sage.
The sages' eyes flickered. The Gray Venom Giant Frog Clan never rose early without something to gain. If they dared clash with the Giant God Race over Fang Yun now, there had to be a deeper reason.
"I forgot to tell you: this man carries a faint Royal Race aura. Though he does not count as a true member of the Kunlun Royal Clan, he still qualifies as a member of the ordinary Kunlun Clans, not an outsider." Shen Yun looked arrogantly at Wa Si.
The sages froze for a moment. A few took out their treasures to examine Fang Yun.
The sages fell silent. Sure enough, traces of a Royal Race aura lingered on Fang Yun.
In their eyes, Fang Yun was a descendant of the Kunlun Royal Clan. Though his lineage stretched far back and his bloodline had grown thin, he remained a royal descendant. However low his standing, he could still rank among the ordinary Kunlun Clans.
The Kunlun Clans could slaughter sages from the outside world at will, and the Royal Race could even punish the ordinary Kunlun Clans under normal circumstances. But this was the time of the Kunlun