The golden light swayed and twinkled in the air, tracing an extremely bizarre and irregular path in an instant. In a hair's breadth, it wove through the sky full of blade gleams. The next moment, it had already reached the Behemoth Clan contestant.
Body hair trembling all over, an intense sense of crisis came over him. The Behemoth Clan contestant heavily stomped his right foot on the ground, accompanied by a violent booming sound. Blood light burst forth, radiating ten meters from his body, covering a vast area around him.
War Stomp was not only a skill of the Golden Mammoth Tribe; the Behemoth Clan had it too, especially the War Stomp in a bloodthirsty state, which was the ultimate body protection skill.
As the blood light surged toward him, the golden thread took a nearly inconceivable turn, almost bending away in the instant before the blood light could touch its body, skewing off at an angle.
