Terrifying Dou Saint Remains

"E-even a Dou Venerate expert could be instantly killed by that sound wave..." someone stammered shakily.

Though the voice stuttered, it jolted awake everyone who had narrowly escaped and retreated outside the main hall.

The survivors stared at the blood mist still hanging in the center of the main hall, not yet fully settled, and at the thick bloody scent in the air. At that moment, everyone swallowed hard as a chill shot from the soles of their feet straight to the crowns of their heads.

Even the lone wanderer, whose strength had reached Four-Star Dou Venerate and who had successfully seized a scroll, was drenched in cold sweat. Lingering fear filled his face, and the hand that had held the scroll earlier was now trembling slightly.

Just now, he had seen Lin Ming and the others fleeing. Since he had also gained something, he had retreated with them. Although he had not left the main hall at the time, he had withdrawn to its edge.

At that moment, he could not help feeling fortunate that he had retreated. Otherwise, under that destructive sound wave, even he might not have escaped unscathed!

"Old Ghost Xing! What the hell have you done?!"

Having recovered from the sudden terrifying turn of events, the leading Elder of the Nether Python Clan immediately turned toward Old Ghost Xing. Though Old Ghost Xing was equally disheveled, with blood still at the corner of his mouth, the Elder fixed him with barely restrained fury and demanded in an icy voice.

Their Nether Python Clan had instantly lost several elite experts to that sound wave. How could he not be burning with rage?

At the Nether Python Clan's furious shout, the other surviving experts in the main hall also turned their shocked yet enraged gazes toward Old