Elder Su Huai, several elders of the Fox Tribe, and Su He's master trembled with rage. Their eyes seemed ready to spit fire as they charged straight toward the Life-and-Death Arena below.
Zhao Fei, Xu Fei, and dozens of other elders followed close behind Elder Su Huai and the others, their faces equally furious.
Their steps were hurried; clearly, the fury in their hearts had robbed them of their usual composure.
Nearly a hundred more elders, Protectors, and Stewards had disciples who had died gruesomely at the hands of Ming Hao and the others.
At the sight of this, their anger became utterly uncontainable, and they followed the main group without hesitation.
The procession of nearly two hundred elders surged toward the Life-and-Death Arena like a raging torrent, their presence overwhelming.
Such a commotion instantly drew everyone's attention, and puzzled gazes turned toward them.
Watching Elder Su Huai and the others, the onlookers silently speculated about why they had suddenly appeared at this critical moment.
Meanwhile, the dozens of Law-Enforcement Elders gathered around the Life-and-Death Arena grew grave when they saw Elder Su Huai and the others charging over so aggressively.
They acted swiftly, stepping in front of Su Huai, Zhao Fei, and the others to form a human wall and stop their advance.
The middle-aged man who had been presiding over the Life-and-Death Arena-Elder Zhong-also hurried forward at the sight.
His voice was icy, carrying a trace of authority as he addressed Elder Su Huai and the others:
"Elder Su Huai, what exactly brings such a large group of elders here together?"
His gaze remained fixed on Elder Su Huai, as though searching his expression for a clue.
Elder Zhong continued:
"The disciples below are engaged in a duel to the death. Their very lives hang in