"Junior, stop at once!"
The two Black-Robed People attacked together, their palms striking down as countless waves of black mist surged toward the Martial Arts Stage. From their aura, they were clearly two Venerables. Many people nearby drew sharp breaths; even in the Central Plains, Venerables were rarely seen.
I glanced back at them and sneered. "Who are you trying to scare? Today, the ones I'm killing are Soul Clan members!"
With a sweep of my right hand, ten streaks of silver shot from my Ring of Holding and landed on the Martial Arts Stage, transforming into ten upright Earth Demon Puppets. They let out low roars, their energies linking together before pouring into one Earth Demon Puppet. Golden light began spreading across its body as its aura rapidly soared.
"Kill!"
When the golden light covered its entire body, it looked like a war god clad in Golden Armor. The Golden Spear in its hand shook out a fierce flourish, its tip pointing directly at the two men and blocking the Soul Clan's two Venerables.
The two men were frantic. One attacked the Heavenly Demon Puppet, while the other circled around to kill me, but it was already too late.
"No!"
Hun Ya had reached the end of the road, yet he still could not accept reality. He had come to the Ancient Clan to enter the Heavenly Tomb and become a Dou Sheng in the future. Yet before even entering the Heavenly Tomb, he was being killed in Ancient Saint City by some lowly person from the Central Plains?
The Purple Lightning Line flashed past. With a soft pfft, darkness completely swallowed Hun Ya's vision.
"Hun Ya is dead?"
"The Great Love Alliance Chief is incredible! Even someone from the Ancient Eight Clans was no match for him!"
"Damn