Thoughts Explode, Making Men Hard to Be; A Hand Enters the Skull and Grasps Light

"What was that?" The Great Xun prince watching the battle looked up at the sky, astonishment on his face. With his strength, he was not yet able to join this battle.

Beside him, the Fist Ancestor, who had just been forced back by the mysterious man's palm strike, wore a grave expression. He murmured, "Those dark clouds did not form naturally. It seems someone is coming!"

"What do you mean, someone is coming? Clearly, another Divine Clan member is descending! How could mere ant-like mortals possess the ability to control sun and rain?" Then the cloaked Divine Clan member burst into wild laughter, drawing everyone's attention. Because of the battle, his body beneath the cloak had been exposed. He was hideous, with a dull, sallow complexion and venomous insects winding around him. As his palms danced, they turned into poisonous mist and spread outward.

The mysterious man protecting Pan Lang sneered. "You still have the face to call yourself Divine Clan? You are about to disgrace the entire Divine Clan!" His features were now clear as well. He was an elderly man with a face full of tangled beard and vicious eyes, yet he wore a smile even as he fought, giving off an eerie feeling.

"What are you so pleased about? You traitor, do not dream of escaping with your life today!" The cloaked Divine Clan member laughed madly, seemingly eager for the dark clouds overhead to descend and suppress them.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

High in the sky, a bitter gale howled, driving the dark clouds swiftly together. Yet rather than revealing some humanoid form as those below expected, they outlined an enormous face! A human face!

The human face formed by those dark clouds appeared rather refined, but against the backdrop of clouds that blanketed heaven and earth,