A huge black fissure appeared in the sky.
Thick black gas poured ceaselessly from the fissure like a rising tide!
A pungent stench of blood rushed toward them!
Before long, the black gas gathered into a gigantic figure right in front of Palus and Sparu!
The figure wore a black robe, and its face was much like a human's.
However, along the edges of his cheeks ran a conspicuous pattern of alternating black and gold.
One line extended from the contours of his lower jaw on either side toward his ears.
Another ran up from his chin, past his philtrum and over the bridge of his nose, ending abruptly between his brows.
It looked just like a mask.
Two sharp horns, crackling with arcs of electricity, also protruded from either side of his forehead.
His eyes had no whites; they were entirely dark brown.
Yet they radiated an imposing air.
"How did the Dark Clan's noses get to be like dogs'? They found us so quickly!"
Palus glared at the black-robed man and gritted his teeth.
Dou Qi began to slowly surge within him!
Sparu stood nearby, also staring at the black-robed man.
He clenched his hand, and a broad saber, carved with the Savage Bull Clan's totem and as wide as his palm, appeared in it!
They could sense that the man before them had already reached the level of a Nine-Star Dou Sheng!
The key was that the Dark Clan possessed methods that could counter them.
That was why the Savage Bull Clan had gone to such lengths to travel all the way to the Central Plains and seek out the Ancient Jade, hoping to break through.
And now, they had run into him.
Even if they joined forces, defeating him would be no easy task!
"Heh, call