Matriarch Jin staggered, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her face ashen, having never suffered such immense humiliation.
For an entire era, she had been overbearing, accustomed to being strong, but today she actually received a slap in the face, as if heaven and earth had collapsed. Her eyes spewed fire, and her entire body was brimming with battle intent.
Boom!
Another violent tremor erupted, as the Great Elder swung his sleeve once more, as if a piece of the sky was crashing down.
"Ah…" Matriarch Jin let out a long howl, her whole body glowing, blood energy burning fiercely, rushing forward to block this blow.
Thud!
After this strike, her body staggered back, unable to withstand the Great Elder's offensive, and within that massive sleeve, Meng Tianzheng's hand once again emerged.
