Yang Ye’s words were undoubtedly like a spear that stabbed into their hearts. The annihilation of the god race was a thorn in their hearts which could never be removed.

Including Zhi’er, her face had instantly turned cold when she heard him.

However, they didn’t know how Yang Ye felt right now.

Yang Ye suddenly released his right grip, and his sword shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

Zhi’er’s expression changed drastically from the sight of this. Suddenly, a middle aged man appeared in front of her, and he stretched his right hand forward.

Bang!

Yang Ye’s blood red sword was blasted back to him.

It was the patriarch of the god race, Shi Tian!

Shi Tian glanced indifferently at Yang Ye, “Annihilate my god race? Who do you think you are?”

Yang Ye grinned, “Then let’s give it a try!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye’s sword trembled, and as it trembled, strands of monstrous slaughter intent surged out from him. In an instant, the entire sky above...