When people from the Yaxian tribe came on stage, many people from the Celestial tribe were stunned at first, and then became furious.

"What are you doing? Do you want to go against our Celestial Race?"

"Bold Asian Immortals, you are committing the following crime."

Some people from the Celestial Race shouted loudly.

However, the people of the Yaxian tribe just smiled casually and ignored it.

The sub-immortal tribe on the battlefield launched an attack directly.

The master of the Yaxian Tribe had a red mark between his eyebrows glowing, with terrifying energy permeating the air. It was extremely hot, many times hotter than the temperature at the center of a star.

Every move he makes contains a terrifying temperature, as if he wants to destroy everything.

The master of the Celestial Race didn't dare to be careless at all, because his supreme power of heaven actually had a tendency to be defeated by the opponent's fiery power.

He used all his strength to resist the opponent's attack.
Chapter completed!