Inside Linley's Black Stone Space, aside from the two Seven-Star Fiends who could barely move,
the other Six-Star Fiends were so dazed that even their souls seemed muddled.
At the same time, Olivier, Tarosha, and a Six-Star Fiend from the White Tiger Clan each killed a Six-Star Fiend.
Olivier and Tarosha naturally knew about Linley's Gravity Space. They had traveled all the way from Miluo Island with him and had long since grown accustomed to it.
It was only that the power of Linley's Gravity Space had grown stronger once again.
But the Six-Star Fiend from the White Tiger Clan was stunned. This was the first time he'd ever fought such an easy battle.
His opponent had been so thoroughly restrained that it was as though his hands and feet were tied.
He'd killed that Six-Star Fiend from the Bolin Clan with ease.
It almost didn't feel real.
In the past, when they fought the Eight Great Clans, the Four Divine Beasts Clan and the Eight Great Clans usually traded one for one. Even when they had the advantage, victory came at a terrible cost: for every thousand wounds they inflicted, they suffered eight hundred themselves.
"Fighting alongside this group and killing someone of equal rank is so easy. No wonder they were so relaxed before."
The Six-Star Fiend from the White Tiger Clan couldn't help exclaiming.
Soon, the others swiftly divided up the remaining Six-Star Fiends from the Bolin Clan.
"Who are these people? Since when has the Four Divine Beasts Clan had so many powerful experts?"
Nicholas, who had watched everything from the outskirts, was dumbfounded. His side had been wiped out in the blink of an eye.
"That gray-robed elder killed Eric with a single Soul Attack. His Soul Attack is probably no weaker than mine."
"That