Candidate Elder

Above the great lake.

The Turbid Clan Divine King, sharp elongated limbs protruding from its back, struggled to steady itself.

Dark brown fluid flowed from the gash in its thick neck.

The moment the fluid touched the lake below, it turned into ghostly flames, setting a vast stretch of the water ablaze.

In the distance, the armored Divine King was locked in fierce battle with the Turbid Clan's top-tier Divine King, whose body resembled an earthworm and had a head on each side.

After all, they were only here to kill a genius at the peak of the Sovereign realm. Sending a top-tier Divine King was already like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

The two-headed earthworm's combat power was only at the early fourth tier, not much stronger than the armored Divine King's. It could only fight desperately...