Aman stood in the dark space outside the Glaciem Holy Land.

Dressed in a black robe, his expression was blank, and his eyes were hollow.

Occasionally, a hint of blood gleamed in those vacant eyes.

He resembled a guardian deity, standing here protecting the space behind him.

In the distant Dark World, an airship loomed in the dark void.

This was the Yeftero Race’s airship.

In one of its rooms, powerhouses from the Suunteli Race and the Zoltrumm Race had gathered.

Upon receiving the news, both the Suunteli Race and the Zoltrumm Race dispatched their powerhouses to gather with the Yeftero Race.

Despite the small number, each race sent a powerhouse of the Holy Celestial Rank or above.

Race boasting three Holy Celestial Rank powerhouses and Yui, the total number

a terrifying presence even

the larger Tenebrae Races possessed powerhouses of this

room, many Holy Celestial Rank powerhouses had

the forefront, his handsome face reflecting a hint of laziness and

“ Considering the speed at which our race transmits messages, the Mevryee Race should have received the news first

displeased with the slow pace of the

powerhouse sent by the Suunteli Race was an elder in a gray robe with a

Jerry Suunteli, and he held a high position

turmoil among the Mevryees,

are under

the siege

seems he wants to distance himself from this matter.” Saul Zoltrumm, a powerhouse from the Zoltrumm Race, sneered, “

as there’s any connection with the Mevryee Race, he cannot completely sever ties.” “By the way, what exactly is going on?” Jerry looked at Yui and

head slightly and said, “I’m not very clear on

that the powerhouse appearing in the Glaciem Holy Land is likely the Princess of Glaciem that the Four Ancient Races have been searching for.” “What are we waiting for? Let’s go and eliminate her to cut off any future troubles.” “Yes, with the combined strength of our four races, we

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