"Ancestor, I was killed in secret by that Divinity Transformation kid and Lan Xiaosheng!" The middle-aged man glanced at the gloomy and still Desolate Ancestor and tremblingly said.
"Useless, all of you are useless! With so many of you, how could you all fall at the hands of just these two? Lan Xiaosheng's strength is almost equal to yours, how did you lose?" The Desolate Ancestor could no longer suppress his volatile emotions and roared out loud.
"That Divinity Transformation kid has a Magical Treasure capable of Time-Space Imprisonment; although it can only imprison briefly, with Lan Xiaosheng striking alongside him, we were only able to defend and had no chance to counterattack!" The middle-aged man said with a quivering voice.
"A treasure that imprisons time and space?" The Desolate Ancestor's face lengthened, and he grimly said, "This Divinity Transformation kid actually has such a Magical Treasure. This is bad, really bad!"
"Damn, if only I had known..."
