It was raining heavily, and a boundless black dyed the sky pitch-black.
Two figures quickly flew over from the sky. Before the raindrops landed on their bodies, they were sent flying by the force. Not a single drop touched their bodies.
"Teacher Yang, this is our first child. If anything happens, I'm afraid that Mengya won't be able to take it…"
The young man flying in front looked to be around 23 or 24 years old. His face was filled with anxiety and fatigue.
He was the current Clan Head of the Zhang Clan, Zhang Zhenxing. The Zhang Clan was the top clan among the saint clans.
"You are doing this for the sake of the human race. As long as I can do it, I will definitely do my best!"
The elder known as Teacher Yang nodded.
The two people stopped outside a spacious residence. Before they even landed on the ground, First Elder Zhang Wuheng walked over and clasped his fist.