All the Guardian Gods escaped, and Su Yang stood in the void, looking at the remaining hundred or so people, feeling utterly desolate.
These were the members of the Human Clan they fought so desperately to protect, the reason they clashed with the Guardian Gods.
And now, in order for him to successfully advance to become the Strongest, a million warriors died successively, leaving only these hundred or so.
At this moment, Su Yang even doubted whether his promotion held any meaning at all.
If it required sacrificing so many people for him to advance to the Strongest, he would rather remain stagnant forever!
The other Strongests also descended from above, landing beside Su Yang, their expressions equally somber.
"Don't grieve too much!" Ye Wantong walked to Su Yang's side, whispering, "The blame lies with those Guardian Gods being too treacherous, not with you."
