The last time the Shadow Race invaded was a million years ago.
For Immortals, that span of time isn't really that distant.
And that period of memory was incomparably bleak and despairing.
Countless people were forced to hide in Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands like Celestial Sword Mountain's Azure Dragon Valley to take refuge, something that had never happened before in the history of the Immortal Realm.
It left an indelible shadow in everyone's hearts.
Now that they saw those things appear again, one could well imagine the terror they felt.
"Heavens, who let them out?"
"How could this happen?"
"It's over, it's all over…"
"Damn it!"
The moment he saw the Shadow Race appear, Mang Ye threw himself at that group of black shadows like a moth to a flame.
Very quickly, he was completely surrounded.
Intense golden radiance flickered faintly within those shadows, and from time to time one could see some of them being forcibly torn apart.
But his aura was gradually weakening as well.
