The Melee, True Venerable Fire King

"What happened?!"

Everyone turned toward the place where the origin energy fluctuations had come from.

A fight.

A Martial Artist from Chifeng Martial Arts Hall was actually fighting two Martial Artists from the Revival Society.

"Die!"

This Martial Artist had already reached the peak of Origin Point Level Nine.

He unleashed his half-step domain, attacking the two Revival Society Martial Artists with overwhelming force.

One of them, a blade-wielding Martial Artist, was already hard-pressed, barely managing to fend off the attacks in a sorry state.

The other was full of vigor, fighting the Chifeng Martial Artist head-on.

Nobody knew what was going on.

But soon, a companion familiar with the Chifeng Martial Artist suddenly explained the reason.

"That Martial Artist is called Xie Long. He used to be from Monier Planet."

Monier Planet.

The moment those words were spoken, every Martial Artist from Chifeng Martial Arts Hall understood what had happened.

Hundreds of years ago, Monier Planet had been sacrificed by the Revival Society's Martial Artists.

Everyone on the planet had died horribly in that operation.

There was no need to ask what came next.

Xie Long's family had surely been killed by the Revival Society, so when he saw their Martial Artists this time, he had lain low, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Soon, several familiar Martial Artists who had a good relationship with Xie Long rushed over to help.

The Revival Society's side also had Martial Artists ready to join the fight.

But just then, a piercing scream rang out from Xie Long's direction.

"My arm!"

A black-clad Martial Artist clutched his arm, his face contorted with pain.

The front half of his arm, including his hand, had vanished.

But Xie Long pressed his advantage and continued attacking.

"Chifeng Martial Artist, don't even think about it!"