Black Heiyin Tian Battles an Eighth-Grade Sovereign

"You guy, how dare you kill someone from my Dark Tiger Tribe!?"

Staring at the five Seventh-Grade Sovereign clan members who had died so miserably, Heisha was stunned at first. Then he glared at Mo Yu with incomparable venom and roared furiously.

The clan members who could participate in the Origin of Divine Beasts were all outstanding members of the younger generation of his Dark Tiger Tribe. Even if their talents were inferior to his, they could still grow into the backbone of the Dark Tiger Tribe in the future.

Yet with a single punch from Mo Yu, five genius prodigies of his Dark Tiger Tribe had been blasted to death. How could Heisha not be heartbroken to the point of bleeding?

Even Huang Qi and the others from the Earth Leopard Tribe nearby revealed traces of astonishment on their faces. No one had expected that the seemingly unremarkable Mo Yu could actually kill five Seventh-Grade Sovereigns with one punch.

With such strength, he could be considered one of the very foremost existences even in the Origin of Divine Beasts, where geniuses were as common as clouds.

Thinking of this, Huang Qi could not help revealing a trace of regret. If he had known Han Yue could recruit such a powerful ally, he should never have betrayed their agreement. Now, he had only lifted a rock and smashed his own foot, plunging himself into danger.

"Oh? Could it be that only your Dark Tiger Tribe is allowed to scheme against others from the shadows, while I'm not allowed to kill? I don't think your Dark Tiger Tribe has that much face." Hearing Heisha's furious roar, Mo Yu's face carried a trace of mockery.

As he spoke, a deep-cold curve suddenly appeared at the corner of Mo Yu's mouth. He looked