The Celestial Eye Race's princess, Tong Yue, instantly charged into the passageway with ten warriors of the Celestial Eye Race.
The princes of the Iron Armor Race and Green Ghost Race were preparing to follow.
Ye Chen snorted coldly and said, "Everyone back off!"
Having said that, he swaggered into the passage with two Demon Race subordinates, exuding an air of arrogant indifference.
The Iron Armor and Green Ghost Races gritted their teeth in anger.
After Ye Chen entered the passage, Tie Sha of the Iron Armor Race also charged in with his guards, and the Green Ghost Race followed last.
This passageway wasn't very spacious, but it was wide enough for over a dozen people to walk side by side.
The surrounding light surged, isolating the void's corrosive powers and ensuring safety.
"Swish!"
Ye Chen drew Mo Ya's long blade, poking at the edge of the passageway.
"Mo Ya, if you want to die, die by yourself; don't drag us down with you!"
