Yuan Gumo from the second ring, who was also heavily injured, had basically no suspense of being captured and consumed in front of Third Master Yuan from the fifth ring.
With a single grab tearing open Yuan Gumo's protective grey light, Third Master Yuan's handsome face revealed a ferocious yet joyful expression.
Blood and food of the same clan and ancestor are truly the best blood-food nourishment!
Yet Yuan Gumo closed his eyes in despair.
He did not sense the attention of any Outer Void Saint, and his heart was plunged into utter desolation: I originally thought that stepping out of the cosmos and attaining the Quasi-Saint realm meant achieving great freedom, but I didn't know I was walking into an even colder and more cruel blood-food arena! Actually, I should have listened to that Li Qingyun's warning long ago and stayed away from an old thing like Old Man Yuan the Third...
"Gumo, you're finally making sense!" Seeing Yuan Gumo stop resisting, Third Master Yuan laughed heartily and with great pleasure.
His laughter formed an extremely intense and ironic contrast with the remnant ruins of the outer void stained red by the Saint blood of the Yuan!
When the giant tree falls, the monkeys still engage in internal strife and make a mess.
The true nature of this era was fully exposed at this moment.
Hum!
Right at that moment, a streak of clear light abruptly crashed across the void.
"Who is it?" Third Master Yuan's expression changed drastically, thinking he had been targeted by other Quasi-Saints, and his mighty power surged as he met it head-on.
Following a loud bang, however, he was sent flying away in a wretched state.
"This is a matter within my Abyss Clan; outsiders have no right to interfere..." Third Master Yuan barely