After dealing with the Rain Clan ancestors, Jiang Xian and the others flew upward, taking positions to the east, south, west, and north.
Four immensely powerful auras intertwined and converged, forming an absolute blockade that firmly imprisoned the entire Rain King Mansion below to prevent the Rain King or anyone else from escaping. Today, no one in the Rain King Mansion could escape, even with wings!
Watching this, the Rain King stiffened, his pupils contracting sharply as a chill sank to the bottom of his heart.
In that brief instant, the clan's pillars, its four Formation King ancestors, had all fallen without even a chance to resist. Although he was slightly stronger than the four ancestors, he had no chance of victory against these people. Now, with all four directions sealed, escape was hopeless.
The Rain King's body had begun to tremble slightly, a manifestation of humanity's fear of death. He had ruled the Rain King Mansion for years as a Formation King, yet today he had been reduced to this! How pitiful, how lamentable!
He stared fixedly at the young Shi Hao before him, the last of his madness and defiance churning in his eyes, and roared through gritted teeth.
"You've gone too far! Do you really intend to wipe out my Rain King Mansion?"
Fury burned in his chest, but he had no choice but to suppress it and attempt one final negotiation. "What if I make another concession and offer you the Rain Clan's treasury, the royal clan's sacred medicines, and all our inherited precious techniques? Would you spare my life?"
Hearing this, Shi Hao could not help scoffing. He stepped forward, his expression cold. "Come and fight! Today, either you die or I live!"
Those words extinguished the Rain King's final hope completely.
His eyes instantly