Chapter Three Hundred Fifty-Eight: Suppression

Now, the Supreme Ancestor of the Mi Clan had completely lost his human form, instead he looked more like a tree demon, with a high wooden body about ten meters away, and thick limbs like colossal pillars. At the ends of these limbs, numerous creeping roots faded from green to red, they were extraordinarily vibrant.

After a few unexpected twists, despite merely attempting to kill a martial fighter who had transcended mortality, this led Mi Yang to a lot of complications. Now, he had completely lost his sanity, charging towards the crowd.

The enraged Mi Yang no longer cared about recruitment, all he wanted was to eliminate everyone in sight, to vent his fury.

As the three armoured warriors of the Du Clan were about to raise a crystal barrier for defense, they heard a thunderous explosion echoing throughout the valley coming from afar.