Accompanying the explosion was a fierce white light emanating from the front.
In that intense white light, everyone saw a black figure swiftly darting around.
"Did you see it? I think I saw it!"
At this moment, an elder shouted loudly.
"I saw it too, but it's running too fast!"
Another elder replied.
The other martial artists, hearing the two elders' words, immediately understood that the Butcher Alien Spirit had indeed been lurking on the left side, preparing to approach them and then ambush them.
Recalling the scene just moments ago, many elders felt a cold sweat run down their backs.
Duan Gujin's eyes widened; he clearly saw that figure and was certain it was likely the Butcher Alien Spirit.
He estimated that the collective attack from those elders earlier probably wouldn't have caused a fatal injury to the Butcher Alien Spirit.
"Why doesn't that Butcher Alien Spirit just go on a killing spree instead of sneaking around?"
