Tian Yun slowly exhaled, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
"Then fifty years may not necessarily be as hopeless as we imagined."
Demon Lord Nine Calamities chuckled softly.
"At the very least, we have something to fight for."
Qing Yunzi nodded.
"Then everyone should return and make preparations immediately."
Di Tianyang's golden eyes flashed with battle intent.
"Hmph, we Golden Crows, no matter how weak, are still of the Golden Crow Ancient Race, possessing unparalleled combat power at the same level and the Supreme Yang Heavenly Fire capable of burning everything. We shall see whether these so-called Immortals and Gods truly possess the qualifications to erase us!"
Hu Xuanji shook her head slightly, "Don't underestimate the Immortal Gods. They might not just send down Vagrant Immortals for this huge of an operation."
At these words, everyone suddenly fell silent.
