Tonight's night sky is destined to be stained crimson.

Within the Holy Spirit Clan, several Star Spirits shrouded in white robes sat around a star chart, deep in thought.

"Mars moves eastward, and Tianhui sweeps across Tianqi."

One of the Protoss looked at the others with a solemn expression.

"What kind of celestial phenomenon is this?" asked a Star Spirit who lacked sufficient Star Power.

The Protoss leader interpreted the divination, saying, "The calamity comes from the east and will be swept away by the power of one person as the morning star rises."

"The East, the Huaxia constellation is located east of the Imperial Star. Does this mean Huaxia is about to take action against the Holy Spirit Clan?" another person asked.

"Huaxia is nothing to worry about; the human race's strength is below that of my Holy Spirit Clan. But who exactly is this Tianhui who swept through the land?" The Star Spirit Clan pondered, then said nervously, "Let's go and report to the elders of the Divine Kingdom. Tianhui has attacked again, and this person is hiding in the operation at dawn. We must annihilate him completely."

However, before they could even leave, war had already broken out outside.

"Never mind that, first report to Tianhui who is about to sweep in!"

No Protoss dared to underestimate the sweeping Heavenly Wisdom, because based on past battlefield experience, the appearance of Heavenly Wisdom was always a turning point for the Holy Spirit Clan. Only by nipping Heavenly Wisdom in the bud could the Holy Spirit Clan minimize its losses.

"It comprehends the virtues of the divine and understands the feelings of all things."

"Mi Tan'er, the 97th generation direct descendant of Fuxi, begs the ancestors to lend their power to the Human Emperor."

Mi Tan'er activated her Heavenly Sound Body and played the Fuxi Qin, doubling the combat power of her troops. As for anything more, she couldn't do it. Not to mention whether her luck could support it, her body couldn't hold on either. The last time, the tenfold increase had already damaged her. This time, she still had subsequent battles to fight. If she were to push herself, she probably wouldn't even last three minutes.

"Fight for humanity, slay all the Holy Spirits!"

As they carried on the legacy of their ancestors, the genes within each person stirred. Racial wars are never a matter for one person alone; their arrival here signifies their own purpose.

"Idiot, aren't you afraid of dying if you rush forward like that?"

Sikong Miao had cursed Jiang Yuan countless times in her heart. This bastard said everything was foolproof, but when the fight actually started, he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Mi Tan'er charged forward bravely all by herself.

However, just as she was cursing inwardly, a sudden change occurred: the alien alliance was thrown into chaos and began to actively attack the Holy Spirit Clan.

This was just the beginning. In addition to the alien alliance, the sirens and winged races launched successive counterattacks, instantly reversing the situation and making the Holy Spirit race the target of everyone's attacks.

Moreover, on the other side of the pass they were attacking, an elf appeared in the darkness, and the Holy Spirit Clan was constantly defeated under the sneak attack.

"What exactly is going on?"

Sikong Miao was dumbfounded.