The man wearing black Feather Armor transford into a massive black crow, spreading his wings as he flew swiftly towards the direction of the stone stele, shooting out black Feathers like ten thousand arrows breaking through the air, swiftly piercing through.
Amidst the intense blood light, a person appeared with disheveled hair, leopard-like eyes, a beard like a steel brush, clad in black leather armor, with muscles coiled with oppressive strength. However, at this mont, his Armor was shattered, his body bloodstained, and his leopard-like eyes were bloodshot and bulging, like a human-shaped fierce beast in a bloodthirsty rampage.
This person is none other than Wei Wu, King of Beiliang’s adopted son, who led the second wave of search for the Princely Heir of Beiliang, breaking into the Ancestor Mountain eight or nine days ago!
Ghost knows what he experienced these days, being trapped in a coffin, enduring the tornt of fierce fire, even having the Divine Seed belonging to the Prince worn away. If it weren’t for the strange burial mountain inexplicably causing his coffin to loosen, he would have almost died inside.
As soon as he ca out, he saw several stone steles rising into the sky, promptly seizing the mont of upheaval to leave this horrifying burial mountain.
However, these stone steles are linked to clues of a terrifying entity resurrected from the dead, involving more secrets. He must take it back and hand it over to the Prince.
"Courting death!"
Having been buried in the coffin for days, Wei Wu was on the verge of losing his life, the stifling injustice and fear of the unknown had now transford into a furious rage. His eyes turned red, and with a flick of his hand, a black longsword appeared, snarling as it unleashed a fierce chop.
In an instant, the military killing aura of the ten-thousand-man slayer condensed into a blood-colored sword light, causing the void to wail, slashing through the sky like a torrent.
The incoming Thunder sword light was directly shattered by the sword light, while the piercing flying arrows were crushed by the sword’s whirlwind.
Then, the blood-colored sword light, as if teleporting, slashed a blinding blood line in the void!
Wherever the blood line spread.
Several figures didn’t even have ti to react before being sliced in half.
Among them was the man transforming into a huge black crow, whose crow form was dismbered by the blood line, exploding into a rain of blood with a shriek.
"Peak Martial Vault!"
Soone exclaid in a low voice.
But faced with the allure of treasure, the bloody rain in the sky couldn’t extinguish the heat of the crowd, as streams of light continued to burst out with Martial Vault aura, rushing towards the stone stele without stopping.
This scene, with streams of light carving trails in the air, was like a hundred boats vying for progress!
"How can such a good opportunity exclude an old man like !" From a hill on the ground, Old Man Dong appeared with an excited expression, surged into the sky, revealing a strong aura, joining the contest.
Pei Yanhu and Lu Ming exchanged a glance,
"Commander, should we remind the old senior to be cautious?" Lu Ming glanced at the sky, then whispered.
"No need, if The Overseers don’t participate, it wouldn’t seem right."
"You’ll lead the troops to seal off, and I must also go et him." Pei Yanhu flashed a knowing glance, his eyes slightly tilting upwards, then he shouted loudly.
"This is an area sealed by the Governnt Administrative Office, you are in violation of the regulations, leave at once."
With that, Pei Yanhu soared into the sky.
Yet no one listened to him, all rushed towards the stone stele.
Soon, it beca a chaotic scene.
Wei Wu of Beiliang rushed over first, using Divine Skills to first shrink and capture the stone stele, only to face a surrounding attack by everyone.
In the firmant, Divine Skills erupted in full force, fighting intensely.
But it must be said, this fierce general of Beiliang, who once annihilated a nation of the Western Regions single-handedly, truly possessed Mighty Divine Power, despite being injured, forcefully carving out a bloody path.
Transforming into an Escape Light, he darted swiftly towards the north!
"Where do you think you’re going!"
"Chase, don’t let him take the item away."
"..."
Angry shouts rang out, upon seeing this fierce man was injured, no one was willing to give up, transforming into streams of light in pursuit.
Soon, the previously bustling Ancestor Mountain turned tranquil in an instant.
Leaving only those not strong enough to join the battle, watching the Ancestor Mountain, itching with anticipation.
But seeing the fierce black Mystic Armor, these people imdiately wilted!
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