The arena fell deathly silent, broken only by the sound of these Star Gods swallowing.
Even with the seven Beidou brothers joining forces, they could not withstand even a single finger from their Martial Uncle Yin Ling.
It utterly shattered their worldview.
That single strike from Yin Ling heavily injured the seven Beidou brothers.
After struggling to get back to their feet, the seven brothers stared at their Martial Uncle Yin Ling in disbelief.
To be honest, they had looked down somewhat on the so-called Golden Spirit, Yin Ling, and Martial Uncle Green Ox.
They believed that Golden Spirit and the others were merely Xuanqing's fire-tending boys and mounts.
If their foundations and talents had truly been powerful, how could they have become their grandmaster's fire-tending boys and mounts?
Though they were grand-disciples, every one of them possessed exceptional foundations and talents. Naturally, they considered themselves superior to mere boys and mounts.
But at this moment, the understanding in their hearts was utterly shattered by Yin Ling's casual finger.
"Come at me together. Do not waste your martial uncle's time!"
Yin Ling's voice struck heavily within the hearts of all the newly born Star Gods.
Though it was merely a casual remark, all the Star Gods felt as if an entire Great Thousand World were pressing down upon them.
At this moment, the Star Gods below looked at one another, and none of them dared step forward.
"A bunch of cowards! Where is that arrogance you had just now? Where is that pride?
You encountered someone a little stronger and no longer dare to fight?
Did you not think yourselves geniuses? More than three hundred of you do not even dare challenge one martial uncle of the same realm!"
Yin Ling shouted sharply, and a wave of pressure bore down