"No!"
"Fall back, quickly!"
The crowd retreated in terror!
Yet Can Sutian, Shi Feng, and Zuo Shenzong showed not a trace of hesitation—they rose together with utter resolve, each unleashing their Divine Techniques to meet the Immortal Artifact head-on!
Backing away was nothing but a road to death!
Rumble!!
Clang!
The great seal in Can Sutian's hand shattered to pieces; he plummeted with a miserable cry.
Shi Feng and Zuo Shenzong spat blood in unison, tumbling down in utter disarray!
In that instant of collision, all three mighty ones suffered devastating wounds.
Gou Mu's face twisted with ridicule: "The might of the Immortal Artifact—how could you mortals ever comprehend it?"
"The might of the Immortal Artifact truly is terrifying!"
Can Sutian struggled to his feet, gazing up at the golden bone blade suspended in mid-air, filled with killing intent. He slowly spat out a mouthful of blood, a strange expression surfacing on his face.
"Hm?"
Gou Mu frowned slightly.
