"Damn it!"
"This is the human Xia Ping who's caused such an uproar?!"
"Kill him! Kill him right here in the holy land!"
"Heaven has a road, yet you refuse to walk it; hell has no gate, yet you insist on barging in. Today is the day you die, human!"
Seeing Xia Ping beat the Black Wood Tribe's Supreme Elder half to death with a single move, the Supreme Elders of the Five Great Races were all struck with awe. They recognized Xia Ping's appearance as well.
Although they normally remained in seclusion within the holy land, they constantly kept watch over everything happening within their races. All important intelligence would reach them.
Naturally, information about Xia Ping had also been placed before them. He was the Five Great Races' number one enemy in recent days.
At once, terrifying killing intent surged from their hearts. They wanted to utterly destroy this human who had turned the Five Great Races upside down and eradicate this monstrous scourge.
"Kill!"
The first to strike was a Supreme Elder of the Drought Demon Clan. Like a zombie, it was wreathed in black flames, covered in thick fur, with ferocious fangs glinting coldly.
Its hands bore razor-sharp claws like divine weapons and keen blades. A casual swipe could unleash terrifying streams of Sword Qi, enough to cleave the earth and rip apart mountains.
In an instant, its entire body shot forward like a flaming cannonball. The surrounding temperature soared sharply, as though even the air had caught fire, scorching beyond measure.
This flame was Drought Demon Fire. Once it clung to an enemy, it could swiftly evaporate every drop of blood in their body, turning them into a dried corpse within a few breaths.
"Die!"
The Rock Giant Supreme Elder also attacked. It stood two