The blood race army was silent as death.
It was not due to fright. It was because they had never seen before such an impressive person!
To dare come to the blood race army and call them out, no one in the Heaven One Alliance had this courage.
Most importantly, there were only five people!
Were these few guys crazy?
"Isn't your blood race the so-called strongest across the heavens? Why are each and every one of you like scaredy cats? Come out if you guys have the capability and fight one-on-one with your Grandpa Yang! Grandpa Yang will take on ten of you by myself! No, 50!"
"A bunch of weaklings! Your grandaunt is already in front of your door, and you all don't even have one who dares to answer the challenge? Your blood race keeps calling yourselves powerful every day. In the end, an army of 5000 and two True Sovereign Heavens were actually killed by the five of us until we passed through! Weak! Tsk tsk, really too weak to even stand up to a gust of wind!"
