The surroundings were silent!

The humans and experts from the sky race and Dao Path had entered the city, and only the cultivators of the other races remained outside the city.

Sorrow filled their eyes as they gazed at the Shaman Emperor’s corpse, and there was despair on their faces too.

Void Spirit City.

Yang Ye entered Void Spirit Hall, and Yang Lianshuang was hesitant to speak behind him.

Yang Ye stopped, gazed at her, and asked, “You think they’re pitiable?”

She remained silent.

Yang Ye said, “Lianshuang, we’re not here to do charity work. You must understand that we can’t even protect ourselves right now! How will we fight the undying race when they attack? Moreover, everyone pities the weak, and they are weak now, so you pity them. But have you thought about how they treated the human race when the human race was in trouble? They didn’t think that the human race was pitiable, they plundered the human race instead. They may be pitiable...