"You may enter now!"
Bayer looked at Reinass and the others, his tone calm.
"I will no longer interfere in this matter."
Dunnington also shook his head slightly, indicating that he would stay out of it.
"Thank you, my lords!"
In an instant, the patriarchs of the Eight Great Clans were overjoyed. They then cupped their hands and bowed to the two men.
Then, all eight turned to look toward the Skyrite Mountains, their eyes brimming with endless hatred and killing intent.
"Gaiselesen, die!"
Reinass was the first to lose patience and charged forward.
"Kill! Kill!"
In an instant, the Eight Great Clans erupted. Every expert at Six-Star Fiend level and above charged forward without regard for their lives.
"You all deserve to die!"
Watching his clansmen perish one after another, the Xuanwu Patriarch furiously charged toward Wenna.
"The ones who deserve to die are you!"
Edric charged straight at the Vermilion Bird Patriarch, and a contest of souls began.
"Hahaha! Gaiselesen, hand over your life!"
Barbary shouted as he rushed forward.
Asura-level battles erupted in an instant, triggering countless waves of energy.
The patriarchs of the Eight Great Clans did not all focus on the five men led by Gaiselesen. As agreed beforehand, five of them split off to hold them back with all their strength.
Of the remaining three, one stayed behind, ready to provide support at any time in case of unforeseen circumstances.
The other two plunged directly into the Seven-Star Fiend battlefield and began their slaughter.
"Don't even think about it!"
Blue Sovereign's Might radiated from Elder Bru's body as he desperately blocked Bolin's path.
"A fellow barely at the threshold of Asura actually thinks he is one?"
Bolin sneered. The Sovereign's Might of the Chief God of Fate erupted rapidly as he launched an all-out