The Xiao Tribe Is Gone

The experts finally felt considerably reassured after receiving Gu Nanhai's guarantee.

"All right, let's continue."

The Advanced Half-Saint said with renewed fighting spirit.

Creak!

The doors of the fifth great hall slowly opened, revealing a somewhat gaunt figure standing upright in the center.

Whew!

Everyone let out a long breath. Just one Dou Sheng expert was not too difficult to deal with. They had seven or eight Dou Sheng experts on their side, after all.

No flames wreathed the gaunt figure's body. His eyes were tightly shut, yet an overwhelming aura, like Mount Tai bearing down upon them, quietly spread from within him!

A Four-Star Dou Sheng! This Flame Slave was actually a Four-Star Dou Sheng!

"Be careful. He is a Four-Star Dou Sheng, and his strength is faintly greater than mine."

Gu Nanhai called out a warning.

The several Dou Sheng experts exchanged glances and were about to surround him.

The gaunt figure, having sensed the disturbance, slowly opened his pitch-black eyes. Yet those eyes held only endless coldness and killing intent.

Buzz!

The gaunt hand lightly reached into the void, and an enormous blood-red axe of exaggerated design appeared in his grasp. A savage, sky-piercing aura and a stench of blood instantly spread through the hall.

A fierce battle was on the verge of erupting!

"Everyone, wait. I know this person."

Xiao Yan suddenly shouted.

Gu Nanhai quietly withdrew and looked at Xiao Yan in confusion. "You know him?"

"Yes. He is a senior of my Xiao Tribe, the cousin of Ancestor Xiao Xuan, Blood Axe Xiao Chen. His appearance already bore some resemblance to the records within the tribe, and the Bloodline within him was resonating with mine. Only when he picked up that giant axe did I truly confirm that he was Ancestor Xiao Chen."

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