In the ancient battlefield, there were very few martial artists of the six major powers level. Now, encountering one, the dark-faced elder couldn’t help but feel a retreating intention, but immediately, a trace of greed appeared in his eyes.
"Everyone, don’t you want the treasure? These people hog the treasure, they deserve to die!"
The dark-faced elder stopped retreating, shouting at the other martial artists below.
"What he said is right. Everyone, the first thing we need to do now is to join hands and annihilate these black-robed people. As for the treasure’s ownership, I, Lei, am willing to share it evenly with everyone."
A dark-skinned burly man stepped out from a dozen people, his presence overwhelming, proposing to the crowd.
"It’s Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang!"
Someone recognized the burly man, exclaiming in shock. This sound fell into the ears of others, and their faces immediately changed. Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang was renowned in the Central Divine Domain. Most importantly, he was the direct disciple of the top-tier King, Thunder Spirit King, possessing the aptitude to become a King in the Life and Death Realm.
Moreover, his strength itself was not weak, only a slight line lower than the six major power levels. If not for his age, he could challenge the six major powers.
"Since Brother Bai said so, I naturally will not shirk the duty to annihilate these black-robed people."
As soon as Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang’s words fell, someone echoed, and others nodded simultaneously. Satisfaction appeared in Bai Zang’s eyes.
Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang stomped the ground with his right foot, suddenly transforming into a black dragon. His left leg, like a sword, horizontally slashed towards Steward Lin. The surrounding air was instantly crushed, rapidly spreading outwards, forming waves of white waves.
Steward Lin’s eyes remained calm, his right hand forming a palm, striking out fiercely, a Taijitu pattern flashing in his palm, facing Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang.
Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang’s left leg lightly trembled, retreating abruptly, his gaze fixed on Steward Lin, feeling somewhat overawed.
The remaining people instantly surrounded the black-robed individuals, showcasing their divine powers. Various colors of martial techniques blossomed in the sky, spectacularly, the air rendered into different colors.
Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang’s body shot forward, his legs presenting a killing posture, attacking Steward Lin again. His legs, as strong as the two thunder dragons, roamed chaotically in the void.
Explosions resounded in the air, Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang and Steward Lin’s figures transformed into two phantom shadows in the air. Ordinary Guiyuan Realm experts could only feel a breeze blowing, the sky’s white waves swallowing and rolling.
Arcs of electricity flew, palm winds fiercely, amidst the explosion sound, a figure abruptly retreated, disheveled. As the smoke around dissipated, it became clear that the retreating figure was the burly Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang.
Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang’s face turned pale. He had underestimated Steward Lin’s strength. Relying on his own power, he couldn’t resist Steward Lin.
His gaze lowered, his face sank as he saw the situation in the field completely one-sided. This group of black-robed people, whose origin was unknown, had extraordinary power, extremely sharp. Of the dozen who came here, only a few persisted in resisting while others had already fallen in battle.
Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang felt a retreating intention. In his hesitation, Steward Lin aimed a palm again. Terrifying gray energy surged quickly, sinister and imposing.
A fierce lightning bolt flashed through the sky. Accompanied by Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang’s movement, a terrifying momentum of heaven and earth pressed towards Steward Lin.
After the strike, Thunder Ring Leg Bai Zang’s body abruptly retreated and turned into a stream of light, escaping into the distance.
"I’ll chase him. You all kill everyone here. Remember, not one must escape."
Steward Lin looked at the black-robed people below and said in a deep voice.
Chu Ming and Feng Yuyan passed through the palace. In front of them were streams of gray energy floating uncertainly in the air. The entire underground had been completely hollowed out.
A powerful explosion sound came from not far away, the entire underground began to shake violently, and fragments of stones dripped from the top.
"This place is about to collapse!"
A sharp light flashed in Chu Ming’s eyes. They had already gone out of the palace’s range, otherwise, no matter how fierce the attack, it couldn’t shake the palace in the slightest.
Just as Chu Ming’s words fell, countless fragments of stones flowed down from the top, dust flying, blurring all around.
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Chu Ming grabbed Feng Yuyan’s hand. A white spiritual power shield quickly opened, surrounding them both. The falling stones were swiftly bounced off.
The two quickly ascended. The ground from the center caved in, a trace of light revealed above them, fresh air rushed towards them.
As they just flew out of the ground, the entire ground collapsed with a loud roar, dust flying away, several figures shot out from the ground, including human martial artists and demon beast powerhouses, all with exceptionally somber expressions.
The soil flowed away, revealing a dark palace not far away. It was the same palace Chu Ming and the others had just entered; still intact.
A fiery red figure flashed through the sky, appearing in front of the crowd was a woman wearing a blood-white striped battle armor, her hair blood-white, exuding a fierce aura, like a war goddess.
"It’s Nangong Yueling!"
A martial artist exclaimed in surprise. In the field, whether human martial artist or demon beast powerhouse, staring at Nangong Yueling, their eyes were full of deep awe.
Famous as she was, Nangong Yueling’s power in the Central Divine Domain had deeply imprinted in hearts.
Facing everyone’s expressions, Nangong Yueling’s face remained calm, her gaze locked onto something on the ground, her eyes flickering.
"Dark Elder, how long do you intend to hide?"
Nangong Yueling reached out her right hand, the space twisted, a terrifying suction emerged from her hand, and the sand on the ground reversed. A black figure quickly dashed away from the ground.
"Nangong Yueling, I’ve already given you your half, don’t push your luck."
The black figure was a shriveled old man with eyes flashing a black glow, staring at Nangong Yueling, filled with anger.
"It’s the Dark Elder!"
Everyone’s faces changed. The Dark Elder’s reputation wasn’t prominent in the Central Divine Domain, but his combat power wasn’t weak. He was of the six major power levels, not inferior to Nangong Yueling.
"What I want isn’t just my half, but also yours!"
With a cold smile on her lips, Nangong Yueling drew out the blood saber she carried. A terrifying blood ray surged in the air, instantly slashing beside the Dark Elder.
The ground collapsed again. A martial artist who didn’t manage to dodge was directly cut in half by the saber aura. Everyone present, whether demon beast or human martial artist, had their faces changed.