The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 870: Chapter 870: The Crazy Yin Rurong, The Most Cowardly Saint Realm in History

Tianmiao Holy Land.

Everyone felt the terrifying Saint Might emanating from Yin Rurong and fell silent like cicadas in winter, trembling uncontrollably.

Yin Rurong soared into the sky, looking in all directions:

"You all do not wish for the Ancient Race and the native forces of Shenzhou to come into conflict, right? Very well, once I annihilate all the Ancient Races, won't the conflict cease to exist?"

"Hahaha..."

She burst into laughter, startling the people of the Tianmiao Holy Land.

Rip!

Yin Rurong tore through the void and arrived above a vast canyon, where she spotted millions of beings from an Ancient Race.

"Die!"

Yin Rurong sneered, waved her large sleeve, and instantly the canyon burst into dust.

Millions of beings died tragically on the spot.

The noise of this battle was also observed by many top experts in Shenzhou Continent who possessed the Heavenly Eye.

Above Tiandu City.

Gong Qingqiu, Mad Drunkard, and others had all witnessed this scene, and a fierce killing intent erupted in their eyes.

"Damn that Yin Rurong!"

Mad Drunkard was the most furious.

In his mind, an ancient voice always told him that he must ensure the continuation of the Ancient Race.

Otherwise, a grave danger would occur!

"If this person doesn't die, she'll ultimately be a disaster," stated Ancestor of Green-garbed Sword, his face grim.

"She must be killed!" Liufeng also said.

"But with our strength alone, we simply can't stop that maniac Yin Rurong," Mo Ying said, frowning slightly.

"That's easy, let's get some help!"