Not Worthy

"He's just a native and a descendant of the race that our ancestors almost slaughtered entirely, yet he's actually so powerful!" muttered a great commander of the Deity Race who was also the person in charge. He hid in the crowd and made an internal evaluation. Even if the Deity Race had sustained a disastrous loss not long ago, he was still calm.

In order to kill Chu Feng and the group of great demons, they brought along a few trump cards because the Deity Race wanted to get a share of this forbidden land where the demon race nurtured demonic sages.

Even if his own race couldn't use it after researching the area, they could exchange benefits with a few magnates from the demon race in the cosmos and win enough bargaining chips for the Deity Race.

"Shoot him down!"