"As expected, not even a few minutes could withstand it."
The forefather of the Onmyoji, Bei Anming, had his eyes flicker, feeling the destruction of the three clans, though shocked, it wasn't too surprising. Instead, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.
Everything was within his expectations.
"Without their deaths, how could this group of decaying old relics possibly act!"
Bei Anming calmed his thoughts, looking at the five phantom shadows in the sky, and calmly said,
"You all should have seen it too, after a thousand years, the Human Clan has produced another Chosen One.
"Though a prodigy, he has already reached the level of a Low Star Divine General! The Pig-headed Clan, Fire Bird Clan, Dragon Lizard Clan in front of him, are like ants!
"His purpose this time is to eliminate us."
In the sky, corpses lay strewn, emitting eerie energy, the space seemed fractured, countless flashes flickered, thunder and sparks crisscrossed.
