White Flood Dragon's Choice, Estimating Strength

"It's several of the Monster Race's Monster Kings."

Once the three deputy hall masters of the Holy Alliance clearly saw the powerful figures descending, they breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went up to greet them.

"Elephant King, Horse King, you've arrived too?"

The old man stepped before those figures and greeted them.

Opposite him, a broad, towering man with an elephant trunk frowned when he saw the scene around them.

"Wu He, what happened here? I received King Zhenwu's call for help. Where are they now?"

The old man sighed. "King Zhenwu has likely met with misfortune."

"What did you say?"

The several Monster Kings were all startled.

The Elephant King's brow furrowed even more deeply. "How is that possible? King Zhenwu has already comprehended the crucial step and is about to undergo a bloodline transformation, truly stepping into the Five Tribulations realm. Who could kill him in such a short time?"

As he spoke, the Elephant King looked suspiciously at the three deputy hall masters of the Holy Alliance.

These three had arrived before them. Could it be that they had dealt the fatal blow?

"Words are useless. Elephant King, you'll understand once you see it for yourself."

The old man naturally understood the meaning behind the Elephant King's gaze.

He knew that, under the present circumstances, no amount of explanation would be useful.

With a wave of his hand, he manifested once more the memory Elder Xing had shown them earlier, displaying it for the Elephant King and the other Monster Kings.

"This is..."

The Monster Kings watched the scene manifested by the old man with intense shock.

"This was the memory Elder Xing Jian of our Holy Alliance transmitted to his Nascent Soul avatar before his death. As for Elder Xing Jian's main body, he