The Death of Antelope Horse

“Silence!”

Five-Foot Zhan Ru interrupted Antelope Horse, saying, “Do you really think I, Five-Foot Zhan Ru, would betray my brother and flee alone?”

“We live and die together!”

Five-Foot Zhan Ru declared, as he swiftly led Antelope Horse to escape underground.

Above them, a large number of ancient descendants closed in.

The students who couldn’t evade them could only grit their teeth and fight with all their might, hoping to carve a path of blood.

“Boom!”

“Crash!”

Numerous runic sorceries burst forth like fireworks, showcasing a magnificent yet gruesome beauty on the ground.

“Splurt!”

The first student was struck.

Although the attack wasn’t enough to seriously injure him, it caused his movements to slow, and his attacks faltered.

“Crash!”

“Crash!”

Almost simultaneously, several more runic sorceries hit the student.

When he realized what had happened, he found himself surrounded by a large number of ancient descendants.