With a thunderous boom, even the Seventh Vein Master was sent flying, and the ground all around split apart.
Yet at that very moment, a long, slender green leaf appeared from nowhere!
Like a colored ribbon, it whistled through the air and wrapped Li Tianming, Jiang Feiling, and the other two into rice dumplings.
Whoosh!
Li Tianming's vision turned green, and he was already flying away.
"Dongshen Yue! Have you gone mad?! This is the ancestral grounds!"
The Seventh Vein Master, Lin Wuyi, screamed outright, her face twisted.
Behind her, several thousand powerful cultivators immediately gathered to back her up, glaring coldly at that blood-red skull.
"You little girl, becoming the Seventh Vein Master has made you think you're something, huh? You even dare to call me by name? Your parents would have to bend at the waist before me!" the skull said ominously.
"You old hag, why can't I call you by name? Who the hell do you think you are?"
Lin Wuyi raged.
"Who am I? Hahaha, listen carefully. Even though I, Dongshen Yue, am old and not even at half my peak strength, I still rank higher than you on the Realm King Rankings. If you refuse to accept that, come with me to the Infinitum Battlefield for a deathmatch! These old bones of mine can still feast on the flesh and blood of your so-called prime years!"
The moment the words "deathmatch" and "Infinitum Battlefield" came out, no one on Darkstar could take them as a joke.
Once Lin Wuyi accepted, they would fight to the death.
She was still young and had a future ahead of her. If she died, the loss would be enormous.
After all, she had only just become Vein Master!
Thus, as soon as Dongshen Yue said this, Lin Wuyi froze.