"I am late..."
A whisper in the air, as the bloodline power upon the Vast Heaven Golden Crow erupted continuously.
The ninety-nine Golden Crows in front all opened their eyes, slowly flapping their wings.
Thin strands of golden blood light gathered from each Golden Crow, then in front of the Vast Heaven Golden Crow, they condensed into a stairway of golden stone.
The Vast Heaven Golden Crow gazed at the stone stairway before him, silent for a moment, then slowly turned his head.
"You go ahead."
"I will not enter."
"For me, the inheritance of these ancestors is already enough."
The inheritance of ninety-nine ancient Golden Crows.
This was indeed a rare opportunity in the world.
This opportunity was available only to those with the Golden Crow clan bloodline.
Han Muye nodded slightly, sheathed the True Spirit Sword, and with a single step, he landed on the stone steps and rushed into Ziyang City ahead.