"Remember my name! Shenxu Hai Ziyi, on the orders of the Lord of Shenxu, Han Zun Han Yang, rescue the Si clan of our ally, the ancient tribe!"

After the laughter, Hai Ziyi's figure disappeared without a trace.

A long time passed before someone in the Si clan murmured to himself: "Has that San Xiu Hai Ziyi actually become so powerful?"

Everyone else was silent.

For a moment, they were unable to react.

In just a few short years, the Si clan of the ancient clan went from being the leader of the heavenly realm to being arbitrarily attacked by the descendants of gods and even having to be protected by casual cultivators.

How could the proud Si clan accept this?

Many people in the Si clan thought this was a nightmare.

As long as the nightmare wakes up, the ancient race will still be the most powerful race in the heaven and an invincible force.

However, no one knows when this nightmare will wake up.

Ever since Si Qianyuan, Si Ti and others left with all the demigods and geniuses of the Si clan, the sky of the Si clan has collapsed.

All Si clan members are still alive and dead.
Chapter completed!