If Duan Yiyi were still awake and heard Murong Qianxun's words, she would definitely retort with a look of disdain: To hell with the Divine Mountain.
Yun Mengyao, although she didn't retort, displayed an expression of disdain that sent Murong Qianxun into a rage.
"So this world isn't as wonderful as I imagined, and not everyone is human." Yun Mengyao's wings flapped, lifting her into mid-air. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her whole body surrounded by a colorful radiance, and it was apparent to see the murderous intent in Murong Qianxun's eyes.
Yun Mengyao knew that a fierce battle was imminent.
"Even though I don't know why Qin Yi can tolerate you foreigners, I cannot. The Vermilion Bird Divine Mountain is not a place for you. Since you have come, all of you shall stay."
