The fate of the black-armored warrior was destined to be tragic; he worked hard for a lifetime, only to end up making a wedding garment for others.
And he was helping his enemies throughout the whole process.
A man of bitter fate.
Although he obtained the wooden parrot and the chance of a lifetime, he never imagined his ancestors had deceived him.
The Yangxiang Race actually had a millennial calamity.
The black-armored warrior was striving for the ultimate opportunity.
Yet the master of the wooden parrot, Bijie Cave, had been plotting to drag the Celestial Saint of the Yangxiang Race down for over 800 years.
Ultimately, it was due to the black-armored warrior's limited perspective.
He thought his enemy was at the peak, but who would have thought that the opponent didn't even consider the peak as significant?
A bit pitiful.
And Su Yue felt particularly shocked inside.
The inglorious history of the Yangxiang Race was indeed somewhat fascinating.
