Of course, whether it was the Five-Colored Sea God Conch, the Feathered Sky-Piercing Beast, and the Golden-Winged Great Peng, or Feng Wu, Wen Qu, and Wu Daoist, all of them kept watch over their surroundings, waiting for that sky-piercing seven-colored light to appear again.
Yet as they waited, the east was already beginning to brighten...
When Xiao Hua saw the seven-colored radiance rise once more, he was not the least bit alarmed. He pulled Celestial Man and Shi out of his space, and the three stood in midair, coldly watching the front.
"Eh?" Seeing that Xiao Hua had not teleported away but had instead brought three cultivators of the ninth grade of Yuan Force into his space, Bei Xian'er was greatly startled. She asked curiously, "Why aren't you running? Could it be... you already knew I would not let you go?"
Xiao Hua, Celestial Man, and Shi each released their domains to protect themselves. The Dream Mirage Butterfly lay obediently upon Celestial Man's shoulder. Xiao Hua spoke coldly again, "You think too highly of yourself! You are merely an alien race that drifted from the Sea Red Domain to our Three Great Continents, yet you truly regard yourself as some ancient ancestor? How could a mere alien race know the might of our human race?"
"Hahaha, the human race is merely one among all living things, inferior even to the Demon Race, yet you dare compare yourselves to my shell race?" Seeing that Xiao Hua had once again been trapped within her space and that the seven-colored conch was already in her possession, Bei Xian'er simply discarded her earlier manner and laughed arrogantly. "Still, your human race's conceit... is truly formidable beyond measure. It can be called the foremost divine ability of the Three Great Continents! Back in the Sea