"Father God, listen to them yourselves, your good temper like Yours, will surely be angered too."
"Oh?"
Thousand Beasts Pattern frowned, patiently waiting for all the beings behind Zhe Yu to gather.
Ye Hanjun noticed, that it was an exaggeratedly designed circular Magic Artifact, several hundred in diameter, embedded with a large Space Magic Stone rarely seen in the world, used to accommodate high-rank beings for temporary stay.
With a click, the Magic Artifact opened eight openings, about twenty members of the Spirit Clan, either riding flying birds or controlling Wind Blades, showed their abilities as they landed on the ground.
"Greetings to the Supreme of Totem Tomb! Supreme Wan Sui Wan Sui Wan Wan Sui!"
The spirits of the Sprite Tomb bowed down to greet the Thousand Beasts Pattern.
Indeed, as the rumors suggested, the males were incredibly handsome without equal, the females gentle like water, all naturally beautiful.
