The Demon Bull Tribe's army was at a complete loss at this moment.
What was going on...
Their own ancestor, a towering Ancient Saint!
Shouldn't he be invincible under heaven, sweeping across all quarters?
Yet now he was kneeling before this mountain village?
And what's more, he was clearly terrified to the extreme!
Niu Feitian was also stunned at this moment.
Utterly stupefied...
What had happened?
An Ancient Saint, what should an Ancient Saint be afraid of?
That bull at the entrance of the village...
Could it be, one of the legendary few bull tribes?
The Marquis Clan, the Royal Clan?
Heavens, had they kicked an iron plate?
At this moment, Niu Feitian panicked!
"Senior, my tribe, simply came to pursue the traitors Du Tian and Niu Yuan... We absolutely wouldn't dare to target Your Noble Clan, please spare us!"
The Ancient Saint of the Demon Bull Tribe explained again!
Being an Ancient Saint, he naturally could feel the terror of this Old Yellow Bull!
