Regret Is Useless

Ah!

The Ran Family Old Ancestor let out an earth-shattering scream, and his Ancestral Return True Body rapidly began to collapse.

But his scream stopped at once. The Eight-armed Naga's figure swept past like a tempest, and the Ran Family Old Ancestor's body exploded into a rain of flesh and blood.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Eight-armed Naga appeared before another Ancestral Return Realm cultivator, and a shadow of arms crashed down upon him.

Immediately after, Jiang Wang, who had barely broken free of "sensory loss," roared and charged out from the side, trying to stop the merfolk from committing murder!

"Get lost!"

Merfolk Quan Lei shouted coldly and threw a punch. It surged forth like a primordial flood dragon, carrying terrifying crimson threads through the desolate aura.

"The one who should get lost is you..." Jiang Wang roared, throwing out a punch with all his strength as well.

At this moment, this powerful louse clan figure, one of the strongest subordinate gods of the continental temple, could no longer spare any concern for the injuries inflicted by those crimson threads. This time, he and the Central Earth's renowned family ancestors present had set their hearts on intercepting and killing the Qingyun Domain Lord.

Once the bow was drawn, there was no turning back!

Boom!

The airwaves shook violently, and the void warped. The two Ancestral Return True Bodies were both abruptly forced back.

Jiang Wang gave a muffled groan and staggered back more than a dozen steps before steadying himself. Ignoring the fresh, gurgling blood holes that had opened across his body, he stared fixedly at the Eight-armed Naga. "Ancestral Return Realm Stage Three—you hid yourself so deeply! No wonder you are so overbearing, so arrogant..."

"Why all this nonsense!"

The Merfolk clone sneered. No longer concealing his strength,