Chapter 882: World-Ending Dark Night Crow
Xu Zimo walked out of Stone Heart Pavilion and looked up at the gloomy sky.
Through the hazy mist, the entire sky resembled a colossal beast, while thick layers of dark clouds churned overhead.
Roaring.
He spread his arms. The air was slightly chilly.
A cool breeze blew in from the north, sending several green leaves dancing through the air.
"Morning, Brother Xu," Lu Ze said with a smile as he walked out from behind him.
Xu Zimo gave a slight nod.
"Are you prepared for today's great battle, Brother Xu?" Lu Ze asked.
"What preparation does it take to kill an ant?" Xu Zimo replied casually.
"It seems Brother Xu is very confident," Lu Ze said with a soft laugh, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"It has nothing to do with confidence. If he had entered the Immortal realm, he might have been somewhat interesting.
"A Divine Meridian cultivator is truly not worth mentioning," Xu Zimo said, waving his hand.
"But Brother Xu is also in the Divine Meridian realm, isn't he?" Lu Ze continued.
Xu Zimo smiled faintly. "Your curiosity seems rather heavy."
"I was only expressing concern. After all, it is a battle of life and death," Lu Ze quickly said, waving his hands and not daring to ask further.
Under the gloomy sky, deafening drums rang out once more.
Their rumble echoed across the entirety of Stone Sacred Mountain.
"Let's go," Xu Zimo said, looking at Monk Dazhi before walking toward the foot of the mountain.
At this moment, all the Stone Clan members were gathering there as well.
Every battle concerned the Stone Clan's very survival, so they watched with exceptional attention.
Wind and sand drifted through the center of the arena.
The land lay buried in deathly silence.
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