Suddenly, Xiahou Fei felt a bright light in his mind, as if a raging fire was burning in his chest.
"I, from the Silver Ape Race, Xiahou Fei, join the battle!!!"
His voice was firm and powerful as he lifted the Alloy Long Staff upside down and strode forward, each step heavy enough to leave footprints on the ground.
"He actually received a response from the Celestial Dragon Race!" Someone in the Golden Light Zone exclaimed in shock, "This is impossible! The things left by the Celestial Dragon Race are dead, how could they give a response?"
"Dead things?"
Someone pondered, "If they were truly dead, then why would each Celestial Dragon Race member show up and fight back whenever the twisted creatures attacked?"
"Is it possible that the Celestial Dragon Race never died at all?" Someone else suggested, "Maybe they're just living in a different form?"
