"This subordinate is incompetent!"
Chu Wei slapped himself across the face. "I don't know what happened today, but my men and I keep getting lost!"
"This isn't your fault."
The brocade-clad young man narrowed his eyes. "Someone has tampered with this place. If I'm not mistaken, these scattered rocks are some kind of formation."
"A formation? A military formation?"
Chu Wei found it hard to understand. "How could a few lousy rocks affect our judgment?"
Compared to the other factions, the Bone Clan was the weakest party. Any one of the forces present could easily wipe them out.
Li Hu and Dong Feng's bodies trembled slightly. Although they had known this would be the outcome, they still found it difficult to accept when Eldest Brother said it aloud.
"Grab the sack... wait!" Lei hurriedly reached out to stop Fukuda Kazuo.
After all, some of them had already launched attacks just now. Yet when those attacks landed, they had not even caused a ripple.
The axe light flashed again. The three Demon Venerables' scales, powerful enough to rival defensive treasures, shattered with a roar. Like fish scales being scraped away, they were burned to ashes before the Demon Venerables' eyes once more, revealing blood-soaked muscles contracting violently beneath.
With a wail, almost impossible to resist, the Black Mist was blasted apart by that surge of Divine Soul Power in an instant, vanishing from this world.
Hearing Hu Ao's words, Xuanyuan could not help but grow puzzled. He muttered, "Ask me? How would I know how Ling Xiao Hall became like this?" The words lingered over and over on his lips, while the sword qi pressed against Hu Ao's dantian had already been withdrawn.
At the instant Li Yi broke through into the Primal Chaos Realm, a vast and obscure law stirred