The two mysterious figures had concealed their identities. One had slain the deputy hall master of the Human King Hall, while the other had killed the temple master of Longevity Temple, each obtaining half a page of the Divine Spirit Ancient Scripture.
Both also possessed saint weapons, allowing them to withstand the slaughter of the ancient killing formation and the sect-defending saint weapons.
Just as they were about to merge into the void and leave the battlefield, several unfamiliar Kings suddenly emerged midway. The mantis stalked the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it—nothing could have described it better.
A silver hand suffused with boundless radiant aura swept across the sky, shattering the spatial passage that was about to take shape and stopping the owner of the beast claw.
The other person who acted had no intention of concealing his identity at all.
The middle-aged King was grandly built, his golden hair streaming behind him. He resembled a demon god who had stepped forth from ancient times, carrying the imposing air of one who could swallow mountains and rivers and dominate divine lands.
The invincible King of the Golden Crow Clan had descended!
"Get out here!"
The old King of the Golden Crow Clan snorted coldly. Two incomparably sharp golden beams shot from his eyes, cutting off the other mysterious figure's escape route with divine might.
A gaunt old man tumbled out from the depths of the void, staggering in utter disarray.
The half-page fragment of immortal gold in his hand, continuously ringing with phoenix cries, was especially conspicuous. He was clearly the mysterious King who had just used a mysterious field to immobilize Daoist Zhengde and seize the Divine Spirit Ancient Scripture.
At this point, six Dao-Slaying Kings had appeared on the battlefield!
Aside from the gaunt old man,