Xu Yang nodded heavily.
He understood all too well.
The Spirit Realm was on the verge of decline, and now a place like the Immortal-Mourning Ancient Land, suspected to be a battlefield of Immortals, had emerged—how could anyone still sit back and do nothing?
Even if it meant risking one's life, even if it was nine deaths and one survival, they would not give up this opportunity!
After so many years, it was about to open for the third time.
Each opening demanded an astounding amount of Spirit River power.
Who knew how much longer the Spirit River could last?
The thought flashed by, and Xu Yang gazed at Shi Feng, saying, "To join the War King Clan is an honor for me!"
Instantly, Shi Feng and the others exchanged glances, delight flooding their faces like a rising tide.
"Hahahahaha."
"Good, this is wonderful."
"For our Shi Family, there is light at the end of the tunnel!"
The whole group waved their hands and stomped their feet in excitement.
