But... his gaze fell on his right hand, flesh and blood blurred, with jade-like bones visible.
A surge of bloodthirsty aura was about to burst out, but he forcibly swallowed it back.
Chen Xuan looked at the Third Ancestor with apprehension.
No wonder a mid-Eighth Layer Dao Realm expert, just one punch injured him severely.
At this time, in the distance, Li Mu was watching this scene coldly.
The sudden stabilization of the space above the royal city was certainly his doing.
"If you don't call for reinforcements now, you'll die!"
His eerie tone made even Chen Xuan, a thousand meters away, feel an icy chill.
Their eyes met.
Li Mu's face was cold and sinister; it was all because of him. If it weren't for the delays, the Li Family wouldn't have had to make sacrifices, and Li Fu wouldn't have had to die.
Were it not for facing the two Great Ancestors of the Stone Race, he wished he could personally kill him.
"Sigh—"
