"What do you mean!?"
The dragons exchanged puzzled glances, not understanding what Qin Feng meant.
"Oh no!!"
The Black-robed man's expression suddenly changed. Clearly, he understood what Qin Feng meant.
But the Golden Crow Avatar had no habit of wasting time like a talkative villain. An utterly pure Killing Intent erupted from his entire being.
Rumble!!
Dark clouds blotted out the sky above.
The Golden Crow Avatar stood in midair, his long hair whipping wildly and his eyes flashing like lightning. A boundless, razor-sharp aura surged around him. Then a gigantic, ancient, mysterious Stone Tablet appeared, bearing seven blood-red characters for "slaughter," each shining brightly.
Substantial-looking blood mist billowed out, changing the color of heaven and earth. It seemed poised to snuff out every last trace of Life Force in the world.
"The Seven Kill Stele!!"
The dragons let out piercing cries. "How did Long Aotian's Seven Kill Stele end up in your hands?!"
"What do you mean, Long Aotian's Seven Kill Stele!"
The Golden Crow Avatar snorted. "This is clearly the Seven Kill Stele passed down through my Qin family. That thief Long Aotian merely stole it for a while."
"Passed down through your family!?"
Jin Yue rolled her eyes, then helplessly grumbled to herself.
Although she hadn't been around the Immortal Realm for nearly a hundred years, she'd heard a thing or two about the Qin family from the demons. They were a new force that had only ascended to the Immortal Realm within the past century. By contrast, Long Aotian's Seven Kill Stele had existed for ten thousand years.
"Not good! Form the array!!"
The dragons had no interest in whether the Seven Kill Stele was an heirloom. They only knew that if they couldn't hold out, they'd be headed straight for the afterlife.
Rumble!!
Deafening roars