They hated it—hated how weak the Earth Spirit Race was, hated how arduous it was for the Earth Spirit Race to produce powerful experts.
For tens of millions of years, through all those countless ages, aside from the clan elder, their Earth Spirit Race had not produced a second Heavenly Immortal.
Why? Why? Why did they have to treat the Earth Spirit Race like this?
It was difficult to bear offspring, difficult to cultivate—why?
Unfair. Unfair! The Heavenly Dao was unfair.
"Die."
Tian Xuan raised the long sword in his hand with a savage grin.
The long sword in his hand slowly descended.
"No..."
At that moment, a mournful cry rang throughout the entire Battle Arena. Ye Lin looked in astonishment at Liu Yun beside him, whose eyes brimmed with tears.
Ye Lin: "Does this Earth Spirit Race clan elder have a close relationship with you?"
Liu Yun: "No."
Ye Lin: "Does this Earth Spirit Race clan elder have ties to one of your family elders?"
Liu Yun: "No."
Ye Lin: "Then what are you screaming for?"
Liu Yun: "My fifty thousand low-grade immortal stones."
Hearing Liu Yun's words, Ye Lin was left completely speechless. He had thought something had happened to her, but she was merely grieving over her fifty thousand low-grade immortal stones.
On the arena, just as Tian Xuan's long sword was about to fall, Li Mu suddenly erupted. He grabbed Tian Xuan's long sword in one hand, and an incomparably tyrannical aura burst forth from his body.
Then, with speed too swift to cover one's ears, he raised the cane in his hand and drove it into Tian Xuan's chest, ruthlessly shredding Tian Xuan's internal organs.
After doing all that, before Tian Xuan's terrified gaze, he pulled out the cane.
"Heaven and Earth Killing Formation, All