"Five great experts, dead just like that?" No one from the Long-armed Divine Ape Clan rashly entered the arena this time. They simply could not believe it—five clansmen had lost their lives in the blink of an eye, blood covering the ground.
In the sky, Wang Xuan held a black Wolf Fang Club in one hand and a long saber forged from Great Luo Copper Mother in the other. Blood dripped from both the wolf fangs and the blade tip.
As for himself, not a trace of blood stained his body. Black demon clouds surged around him like pounding tides, blotting out the sky and sun.
"Hehehe..." The wolverine grinned, overcome with excitement. With a flutter, he spread his five-colored tail feathers and gave everyone a peacock display.
He told the others that this was the spirit of Five Elements Mountain: no matter who the enemy was, charge up and kill them.
Heng Cheng, Yuan Zhao, and the sword immortal from the Long-beaked Silver Crane Clan were all speechless. Weren't you supposed to be dazzling in every color, radiant all over? What were you getting so worked up for?
The Long-armed Divine Ape Clan fell silent briefly before erupting into chaos. How much time had passed? Five clansmen had died—it was far too brutal.
This clan had a vast population and experts as plentiful as clouds. The disciples who could step out into the starry skies and compete against the various sects were all extraordinarily gifted.
Previously, they had visited four famed powerful clans in the starry skies and won all the way through. They had never expected to kick a solid iron plate here today.
"I knew it would turn out like this," Super Peerless Clear Sky said. She had seen it eleven years ago, back in Meteorite Sea.