They were all in the same realm—how could the gap possibly be this vast?
They were the outstanding young talents of the Nine Ancient Clans. Among those of the same realm within their clans, no one had ever been their match.
But at this moment, they understood.
They understood how ordinary cultivators had felt when looking at them.
Before Blood Slaughter, they were no different from ordinary cultivators.
Weak and pathetic.
"Just a casual strike from me has already made things this difficult for you? Then how will you possibly block what comes next?"
Looking down at the seven figures below, Ye Lin gave a cold smile.
"Damn it."
At those words, the faces of the seven below turned incomparably grim.
In the distance, Jian Changfeng crushed Tu He's head beneath his foot, then folded his arms and watched the scene from afar.
This fellow truly was no simple opponent.
If he went all out, he could suppress this fellow by a margin.
Even so, it was enough to leave him shocked.
First, this fellow came from the Third Region. The laws of heaven and earth there, the density of Immortal Qi, the environment—every factor had already determined the caliber of the Third Region's young prodigies.
Second, he was at the sixth layer of the Golden Immortal realm, while this fellow was only at the fifth layer. He already had the advantage of a higher cultivation realm.
If this fellow entered the sixth layer of the Golden Immortal realm, even he would not dare guarantee that he could steadily suppress him.
He was truly terrifying beyond measure.
"Blood Slaughter, if the seven of us join forces, you won't have an easy time either. How about we let today's matter end here?"
"That's right. You offended us first. Let today's matter