"He can't be dead just like that!"
David Jones glanced at the tea house shrouded in smoke, feeling a bit strange.
Collins Clark couldn't have been lurking in the Star Moon Auction Event for so many years just to be killed by a single palm strike from a Legendary Powerful One. That would be too absurd!
As expected, under the watchful gaze of the Son of the Earth, a layer of pitch-black gleaming guard, which emitted faint roars and wails, completely enveloped Collins Clark.
Seeing Collins Clark protected by a turtle shell-like guard, David Jones lost interest and looked towards his teacher's direction, attempting to use the Illusion-Piercing Eye to see through the raging flames.
"Five-Hells Crown, you're a dog of the Sacred Soul Sect!" Max Goldsmith's eyes turned cold, and he quickly ordered the Son of the Earth to accelerate his offensive.
