As Huang Wuye's words fell, the atmosphere across the entire martial arena instantly grew tense.
The corner of Lord Divine Wood's mouth curled upward. He glanced at the barrier surrounding the martial arena, but did not seem to care much.
"Ha ha ha! Good! Good! You've got guts. I don't know where you got such confidence, brat, but you're only a mere ninth-rank Skysoar-level warrior, yet you dare act so arrogantly."
Lord Divine Wood first burst into mad laughter, then turned a cold gaze upon Huang Wuye and Huang Xue. He beckoned Huang Wuye over.
"Come, brat. Let me see what you're capable of. If you can't satisfy me, leave your life here!"
As Lord Divine Wood's words fell, Origin Energy erupted from his body and surged overwhelmingly toward Huang Wuye.
The robes on his body shifted, transforming into white battle armor in the blink of an eye. The cape behind him fluttered wildly. With a wave of his hand, he seized the greatsword that had been resting on the weapon rack.
Huang Wuye was no slower. A long spear suddenly appeared in his hand, its silver shaft glimmering with a cold, ghostly light. The snow-white spear bore not a trace of any other color—it was the Falling Feather Spear.
The armor he wore was naturally no ordinary piece either: the immortal-grade Xiluo Armor. Facing an unknown peak World Lord-level expert, he naturally would not let down his guard, having made full preparations.
Several crimson vines stretched out from his body and shot directly toward the wary Domain-level warriors nearby.
Before the Domain-level warriors could react, their bodies were pierced through. In less than a moment, their corpses turned to ash.
They were the branches of the Fire-Thorn Vine. For a World Lord-level Fire-Thorn Vine, killing Domain-level warriors was effortless.