"I climbed to Wuxiang Mountain to negotiate kindly with you."
"But you wouldn't listen, so I will fulfill your wish and crush everyone in Wuxiang Mansion into pieces!"
Chen Yuan's eyes were as cold as glass.
Behind him, countless shadows of Ancestor Immortal Spirits faintly appeared.
This footstep of Chen Yuan was not just his own, but for all the Elders who fought and died in the Holy Ancestor City, representing the myriad innocent ancestors unfairly killed under Wuxiang Mansion over the millennia!
"Boom!"
The Wuxiang Mansion's Saint Master was struggling under Chen Yuan's foot, a black Divine Fire spewing from his chest, and his dark secret armor rattled, clearly unable to withstand any longer.
At this moment.
He could no longer maintain his superior demeanor, shouting desperately:
"Ancestor!!!"
"Save me!!!"
This shout echoed through heaven and earth.
The entire Wuxiang Mountain suddenly trembled violently.
Clash!!
