Within the ruins, Mu Chen saw Teng Sha battling a Martial Alliance expert at the initial Creation Realm. Because the Devouring Ancestral Symbol had been taken, rage had clouded his mind. He had lost all reason and assumed anyone he saw was the one who had stolen the Ancestral Symbol.
"Teng Sha, what the hell are you doing?!"
Wu Shi, an elder of the Martial Alliance, shouted angrily. His cultivation was about on par with Teng Sha's, but the crazed Teng Sha fought with ruthless moves, every strike a killing blow. Even though the Yuan Power in his body had yet to fully recover, he still gave Wu Shi a tremendous headache.
"Hand over the treasure, or die!" Teng Sha glared at Wu Shi with bloodshot eyes, killing intent surging around him.
Wu Shi: "..."
What treasure? How the hell would I know? You were the one who attacked me first, and now you're turning the tables and demanding something from me?
After thinking it over, he understood what had happened. Someone had beaten Teng Sha to the prize, and Teng Sha's rage had overwhelmed him, causing him to mistake Wu Shi for that person.
Damn it!
Having a black pot dropped on his head for no reason made Wu Shi furious, but all he could do now was subdue Teng Sha first. There was no way for him to leave. Teng Sha was like a mad dog that bit anyone he saw.
Fortunately, during their earlier exchange, he could tell that Teng Sha was not at his peak. He had expended a great deal beforehand. The advantage was his.
"So the unlucky bastard is from the Martial Alliance." Mu Chen saw the insignia on Wu Shi and the others' clothing. It was a major faction no weaker than the