After the Prison Chief shouted harshly, he began to wave the fiery whip in his hand, shattering the surrounding boulders directly.
Countless Ancestor Clan offspring stood silently by, their eyes full of rage, their fists clenched tightly, either staring at the Prison Chief or at the high and mighty Wuxiang Mansion.
Our clan endured in silence for ten thousand years, finally producing a Heavenly Monarch, only to be humiliated by your Wuxiang Mansion like this?
Why should our clan suffer such a fate?
Why must our clan be bullied by your Wuxiang Mansion time and time again?
Countless indignations accumulate in everyone's hearts.
In these two months, almost every day there were Ancestors revolting and resisting.
However, in this Heavenly Prison, the cultivators dispatched by Wuxiang Mansion, even the weakest were Condensing Dao Practitioners.
And those commanders, they were Golden Core Great Monarchs, as for the Heavenly Generals, they were Heavenly Monarchs!
But the Ancestors.
