[Seeking recommendations, requesting votes from the tribe leader, this chapter is an update!] With a cold shout, a majestic blood qi surged from Hun Shixin, a blood-colored war spear in his hand pulsating with the intent to kill. He gazed upon Xiao Chen, standing among the numerous warriors. His deep red scale armor shimmered with a chilling hue, the blood-colored murderous intent in his eyes was like a relentless tide. It locked onto the green figure, letting out a cold sneer on his face.
What!
Swish!
In an instant, everyone's gaze swept toward Xiao Chen, their eyes filled with surprise. They barely had time to react and did not know what this Blood Clan's strong warrior intended.
Atop the Sacred Fire Shrine, Venerable Ming He frowned. This was definitely not good news. Yet, Supreme Jiao and Elder Shi were nowhere to be found.
