Great Elder Kun Yuan

The earth trembled and continuously collapsed. In just a few breaths,

the white jade platform below had developed a massive, thousand-foot-deep black hole. Enormous cracks spread from its edges like a spiderweb.

Countless people watched this scene, their heartbeats suddenly accelerating. Then they abruptly raised their heads and looked toward the only figure still standing in the sky.

That figure was thin and battered—it was Lin Langtian!

Huff.

Heavy, ragged breaths escaped Lin Langtian's mouth. After the fierce battle just now, his face was extremely pale.

His originally sharp aura had become utterly listless, and the evil hue in his black eyes had completely faded.

This intense battle had drained him far too greatly.

Wu Yan and Wu Xiu were indeed powerful. If Lin Langtian's Demon Fetus power had not been exceptionally formidable, the outcome of today's battle would truly have been hard to predict.

Faint Yuan Power flowed within Lin Langtian's body, while life-filled vitality coursed through him. Only after a moment did his complexion improve somewhat.

As he recovered the power within his body, his eyes, though somewhat dimmer, remained sharp as they continued to stare into the enormous pit below.

According to the rules of the All Veins Battle arena, touching the ground counted as defeat. Thus, Wu Yan and Wu Xiu should have already lost.

"You two have lost. As for my Golden Crow brothers returning to the clan, I'm afraid it is no longer up to you."

Lin Langtian crossed his arms and sneered coldly.

Whoosh!

The moment Lin Langtian's voice fell, countless boulders shot out from the giant pit, and two disheveled figures appeared in the sky.

Countless gazes converged upon them. Wu Yan and Wu Xiu were covered in blood, and each had even lost an arm. Blood poured from their severed limbs,