"Who's most qualified isn't for you to decide. It's for all Ordinary Battle Bodies to decide!"
Cang Xuanming's voice was cold. He turned to Lu Ren. "Lu Ren, I admit I've lost to you again. But one or two defeats mean nothing!"
As he spoke, he gripped a talisman in his palm and activated it.
The space around his body immediately began to ripple.
"Trying to leave?"
Yan Chitian snorted and swept out his hand.
Boom!
A massive fire-dragon claw tore through the void, bearing the terrifying force to burn all things to ash, and seized Cang Xuanming.
The space around Cang Xuanming seemed to solidify, then slowly melt.
At last, terror appeared on his face. "No...!"
The enormous claw closed around his body.
"N-no!"
"The Profound Fate Dao Disciple is in danger!"
"Together! Whatever it takes, we have to save him!"
"Yan Chitian wants to kill Dao Disciple Cang Xuanming because he's afraid Cang Xuanming will threaten the standing of Primordial cultivators, isn't that right?"
The ancestors of the six lineages unleashed their Dao Power and charged toward Cang Xuanming, trying to rescue him.
Yan Chitian merely swept out his hand. Six streaks of flame shot toward them.
The six ancestors' expressions changed drastically. Each brought out a Great Dao True Treasure to defend himself.
But the flames struck their Great Dao True Treasures.
The treasures shook violently, one after another. Their light dimmed, their spiritual power collapsed, and they were sent flying.
The six streaks of flame continued toward the six men, each carrying the terrifying might of Fire Dragon Burns Heaven.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
All six men shuddered. The Crystal Luster coating their Battle Bodies shattered instantly, and they flew backward in different directions.
Just how powerful is Senior Yan Chitian?
Lu Ren stared,