The three ancestors joined forces in a single strike, their killing intent peerless—physical force, soul attacks, and lightning arts covering every angle without a single blind spot.
Yet Qin He dissolved it all with a mere lift of his hand.
Old Lord Yellow Crane's divine-sense feather swords vanished like clay oxen sinking into the sea, without stirring the slightest ripple.
Old Wolf Ancestor's Yin Lightning Bead only spat out two wisps of black smoke in Qin He's hand.
As for Scorpion King Ancestor, its tail hook was still caught in Qin He's grasp... unable to move.
At that moment, all three ancestors finally showed shock on their faces at once.
They had thought Blood Raven Ancestor was simply incompetent, unable even to hold Blood Raven Ridge and forced to scurry back to the Far West Land like a rat with its tail between its legs.
But now, it seemed Blood Raven Ancestor had been terrifyingly strong.
It had actually led its entire clan away from this man's hands without losing a single member.
"I told you I was treating you to fruit. Why did you still attack me? If there's a fruit you want to eat, you could've just said so." Qin He grinned. His calm, breezy manner made the three ancestors' hearts twitch even harder.
Good heavens!
This was a fucking monster beyond reason!
He had caught the tail hook barehanded, divine-sense attacks were useless against him, and the Yin Lightning Bead was little more than a decoration.
Though each of them had only unleashed one move, the weight of that combined attack was enough to show that their three clans had kicked an iron plate today—a super iron plate beyond all comprehension.
The most panicked of them was naturally Scorpion King Ancestor.
Its tail hook was still in