After all, with spiritual charm, disasters can be avoided, life can be extended, and the blood and flesh of the human race can further enhance cultivation.
At this moment, the Heavenly Dao oath was made.
Zhao Feng directly swore to the Heavenly Dao to kill all immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters that consume the human race's flesh and blood, openly declaring war on them.
"We are both part of the human race."
"But I can't achieve what he does."
Yang Jian said, feeling somewhat overshadowed.
Although his mother was an immortal, his essence remained part of the human race.
Since receiving his divine position from the Heavenly Court, he has steadfastly held onto his convictions, never ascending to the Heavenly Court; he even protected billions of humans after drastic changes in the world, which seemed like considerable merit, but it was merely a psychological solace.
Seeing Zhao Feng's actions this time.
Yang Jian also felt a sense of guilt.
"Second Brother,"
