The battlefield was in chaos.
Within the clash where the aftershocks were fiercest and most terrifying.
An elderly man in loose black robes, his hair and beard white and his face aged, was fighting two elders in lavish gold and silver robes whose appearances were almost identical.
All three possessed powerful auras, their momentum surging like a rainbow. Every move drew upon vast amounts of heaven and earth energy and carried tremendous might.
Across the sky where they fought, the surrounding space was riddled with cracks by their tremendous power, exposing the pitch-black void within!
Sensing the change on the battlefield, a trace of delight appeared in the Black-Robed Elder's eyes.
He then thrust out both palms. Powerful gusts mingled with terrifying Dou Qi fluctuations and faint traces of spatial power, driving the elders in gold and silver back several steps!
"Gentlemen, the situation seems to have turned around. You no longer hold any advantage. If you withdraw now, I can let bygones be bygones regarding your intrusion into our academy."
The Black-Robed Elder looked at them and spoke coldly.
The two elders dispersed the force of the powerful attack and steadied themselves. Upon hearing his words, both their expressions darkened.
"Hmph! Old Man Su, we Gold and Silver Elders weren't frightened into becoming who we are. He's just a wet-behind-the-ears brat. Who wins and who loses is still far from certain."
Gold Elder narrowed his eyes slightly and retorted with a cold snort.
The brothers had spent so long navigating the Black-Corner Region, earning their formidable reputation and claiming the top two spots on the Black List. They were no fools.
Su Qian's words were something to hear, nothing more.
Since they had chosen to help Han Feng seize the heavenly flame, they had already made enemies of Jia