This time, to get their hands on the Asura God Blood, the Luo Family had sent out all their elites, never expecting to lose nearly half their men.
Everyone's expressions were naturally ugly to the extreme, but Asura King's palace was finally in clear view.
The Luo Family cultivators had not even had time to breathe a sigh of relief before they ran head-on into the Mysterious Venerable of the Nine Heavens.
Someone had actually beaten them here.
The Luo Family Ancestor was stunned. Then a terrifying killing intent surged out from within his body.
He sized up the youth before him with some suspicion.
He was actually a cultivator of the same level as himself. Yet among Cloud Province's Lihe cultivators, why had he never heard of such a figure?
Although his divine sense was sealed, he was still confident he could tell whether the other party had altered his appearance.
This was rather strange.
One had to know that although Cloud Province was a sacred land of cultivation, there were still only a scant few Lihe cultivators. Could he be an ascetic cultivator, or someone who had only just advanced?
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he had no mood to distinguish them. Since the other party had come here, needless to say, he was also here to fight for the Asura King's legacy treasures.
Since they held the same goal, the two sides were mortal enemies who could not live under the same sky.
Thinking to this point, he pointed without the slightest hesitation. With a whoosh, two ancient-style Long Spears shot before him.
Black arcs of lightning flickered over the surface of the Long Spears, and without hesitation, they chopped down toward the other party.
"Attack! Kill him together!" The Luo Family Ancestor