Eight Ghost Guards, the equivalent of eight demi-Void Realm powerhouses, now pounced on Wyatt Barnes and his companions like starved wolves hunting their prey.
"Hmph!"
A faint snort echoed, and a wisp of turquoise sword light glittered for a brief moment.
Whoosh!
Just a wisp of the sword light swept past and ended the eight charging Ghost Guards before they could even unleash their killing intent.
In the void above, an ephemeral shadow of three thousand ancient mammoth elephants flickered and vanished.
Apart from Wyatt Barnes and the Brocade Clothes Guards behind him, everyone else was focused on Fill Bear, standing beside Wyatt. They never expected to find a Peep Naught Realm powerhouse at Wyatt's side, let alone one at the second layer of the Peep Naught Realm.
"Three second-layer Peep Naught Realm, and one first-layer... Good, come at me together!"
Shiloh Truman laughed heartily, his words resonating with dominance.
"To kill you, I alone will suffice!"
