A great battle erupted in Chaos Valley. Because of the Blood Clan's bizarre methods, both sides were immediately plunged into a savage fight.
"I'll hold him off! Go kill the others!"
The Primordial Saint tried to kill the Blood Clan Little Prince, but he immediately realized he had been too optimistic.
So he called out to Zhang Xueyan and the others. They could no longer keep watching, either, and turned to join the melee.
"You're courting death!"
As the enhancements on the Primordial Saint faded, the Little Prince gave a cold laugh, studying him with the icy gaze one would give a dead man.
"Then come kill me?"
The Primordial Saint sneered as well. His body melded straight into the depths of the earth, vanishing beyond everyone's perception.
"Hmph!"
The Little Prince had already been driven to genuine fury by the fight. He sneered and, without the slightest hesitation, turned into a pool of blood that swiftly seeped deep underground.
As the leaders of both sides vanished without a trace, the fighting grew even more chaotic, and naturally even more brutal.
In a so-called calamity, no one could possibly stand apart from the world. Everyone had to undergo a bloody baptism.
Facing the onslaught of the many Blood Clan experts, more than a tenth of Chaos Valley's people died gruesomely on the spot in the very first instant!
Even though Xu Xuan had devoted his full efforts to training them, differences in strength between people ultimately remained.
Naturally, almost everyone who died in this first wave was either among the weakest or simply terribly unlucky.
As large numbers of their companions died, the survivors linked up into battle formations. For a time, they actually steadied their footing, and at least their casualty rate dropped sharply.
"Hurry! I think I sensed