The Golden Crow clansmen were filled with disbelief. Everything felt like a dream, as though it had not even truly begun.
Their Great Sage had used the Quasi-Emperor Divine Feather, yet Jiang Zhu had still killed him with ease. How could they believe this?
It was simply a tale from the Arabian Nights!
"No!"
"Second Uncle!"
"It's fake! This must be fake!"
The remaining Golden Crow clansmen roared in fury and wailed in grief.
Crown Prince Huaizun, in particular, wore a terrifyingly dark expression. He vaguely sensed an intense crisis approaching.
Before he had even had time to deploy the Quasi-Emperor Slaughter Formation under his control, the Golden Crow Great Sage, who possessed the Quasi-Emperor Divine Feather, had been defeated and killed just like that?
"Enough noise!"
A cold gleam flashed in Jiang Zhu's eyes. His gaze howled out of the Star Sea like swords, bringing bloody slaughter in every direction.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Golden blood splattered. His unstoppable gaze instantly claimed the lives of more than a dozen Golden Crow clansmen. Enormous true Golden Crow bodies appeared, only to be severed into several pieces.
Pale golden blood rained into the Star Sea and the Ancient City.
Every Golden Crow clansman who had come here in recent days was an expert at or above the Saint Realm, an existence who dominated a region. Yet at this moment, they fell one after another.
The shattered bones, remains, and blood of Golden Crows filled everyone's vision.
In the space of an instant, the Golden Crow Clan, whose might shook the present age and which might even have dominated the world in the future, had been slaughtered almost to the last. It was truly unbelievable!
Boom!
A thunderous rumble shook the heavens in the distant Star Sea. Dark-faced and silent, Huaizun deployed one