As Cang Yuan’s expression dramatically changed, a Saint’s pressure was also released at the same time, causing the chaos void to quake. Fortunately, he quickly restrained it and then looked at Zhou Yuan with a solemn expression. “It’s no wonder that a Sacred Race’s Saint wanted to kill you.” 

Zhou Yuan scrunched his brows. “Master, what’s going on? What does the Sacred Race plan to do?”

“The dark domain and the stone dragon you saw should be formed from Ancestral Dragon will fragments. The will fragments there are much stronger than those in the Ancestral Spirit Mountains. Otherwise, the Sacred Race wouldn’t have mustered such large forces,” explained Cang Yuan.

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes. Through his Spirit’s spying, he had seen the Sacred Race mustering up such...