Earlier, there had still been quite a few Martial Artists in the entire cavern hall, watching the battle between the three Xiantian Masters and the Jade-colored Skeleton.
However, as the battle's range spread and the cavern hall proved too small, everyone except Chen Mo had gradually withdrawn from the hall.
Even the few who had not left were knocked unconscious by the battle's aftermath, then dragged outside by the other Martial Artists into the first cavern hall—the cave where the Saber-toothed Tiger had originally stayed.
The two cavern halls were separated by only a stone door, so quite a few Martial Artists had been peeking through it to watch the fight inside.
Such a high-level battle was not merely rare. Many Martial Artists might never have witnessed a clash between four opponents with strength comparable to Xiantian Martial Artists in their entire lives.
Therefore, they watched as much as they could. Perhaps they might gain some insight from it, and that alone would make it worthwhile for the rest of their lives.
Yet none of the peeking Martial Artists had expected the final battle's area of effect to be so vast. Even the Xiantian pressure leaking from the cavern hall's entrance was more than they could bear, forcing them to stop watching and stand far away, waiting for the battle inside to end.
Thus, there was nothing blocking the cavern hall entrance now. Zhou Zixing clutched a skeleton arm and ran at top speed, reaching the entrance in an instant. With just one more step, he could leave the cavern hall.
But that single step became an insurmountable distance!
Behind Zhou Zixing, where he could not see, the Jade-colored Skeleton—no, the Skeleton had turned dark red after overheating—slammed a palm into his back!
Zhou Zixing sprayed a mouthful of blood