Boom!
With a loud bang, several figures exploded into balls of light.
The five Grotto-Heaven Masters retreated in the air.
They were all in a slightly disheveled state, and their faces were full of shame and anger.
In their encirclement, Zhou Shu stood proudly with the Celestial Thearch Sword in his hand.
The four incarnations he had just formed had disappeared.
Zhou Shu raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth while looking coldly at the five Grotto-Heaven Masters.
In the short exchange just now, he had paid the price of four incarnations, but he had blocked the attacks of five Grotto-Heaven Masters.
The five Grotto-Heaven Masters had attacked with all their might, but they didn't gain any advantage. Instead, they were even in a slightly sorry state.
This made the five Grotto-Heaven Masters even more afraid of Zhou Shu.
