Clash Of Divine Techniques

Davis slowly took a step forward, moving in a straight line towards Grand Elder Seil Zenflame, who shuddered.

"Don't release the flaming walls. His attacks may be powerful, but he's still an Immortal King whose body shouldn't be able to withstand multiple impacts from our attacks even if he is able to successfully defend. Don't let him escape even if it's your end."

Grand Elder Seil Zenflame and the other Grand Elders received soul transmissions from the Ancestors.

Their expressions appeared to be stifled as they clenched their teeth, wondering why they should stay here if the Ancestors were going to sacrifice themselves anyway. It wasn't their duty to sacrifice their lives for the clan yet, at least until they became withered existences who lost most of their blood essence and didn't have much of a future to look forward to.