Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World

But now it seems, if they don’t act seriously, these creatures would truly think the Celestial Roc Race had weakened, making them confident enough to run wild on their territory as a mere Tier Four Race.

”Immediately launch attacks on the Green-eyed Golden Lion Race, Silver Moon Wolf Race, Seven-Colored Peacock Race.”

”We must rescue all those Flower Demons.”

”This time, I will make them pay a painful price.”

”Thinking they can give birth to Tier Five beings, they’re dreaming.”

”Without our Celestial Roc Race’s permission, no alien race is allowed to give birth to any Tier Five.”

Tier Five Ancestor Peng Wuji said murderously.

Undoubtedly, this was the bottom line of the Celestial Roc Race.

If Tier Four cultivators were born, it could be tolerated.

Because mere Tier Four cultivators couldn’t possibly shake their status.

However, Tier Five cultivators were completely different; they could stand on equal footing with the Celestial Roc Race.

Any race daring to ascend to Tier Five would be utterly exterminated by them.

Throughout thousands or even tens of thousands of years of history on the Western Continent, this kind of thing had happened countless times.

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Of course, Jiang Fan didn’t realize his actions had completely muddied the waters in this region.

Thereby intensifying the conflicts between the Celestial Roc Race and various demon races, reaching the point of irreconcilable hatred, where the conflict was deadly, and the war between them was becoming increasingly brutal.

This region was practically engulfed in flames of war.