"Ha ha, do you really think your third-rate little clans could be on the same starting line as us, the Ancient Relic Clan?"
"Rules can only bind the weak!"
Emperor Kun also sneered coldly on the side.
"Shameless!"
Lu Qingcheng's pretty face turned gloomy. The audacity to break the rules and commit crimes with such a self-righteous attitude was truly shameless.
The other onlookers also had very unpleasant expressions on their faces. With True Saints appearing, how could they continue to fight for the prize?
Damn Ancient Relic Clans, these Feathered People and Ba Clans, they can't take the heat!
But even though they harbored resentment, they did not dare to speak out, for fear of being suppressed by the two True Saints of the Ancient Relic Clan!
"Emperor Kun, how did you end up in such a sorry state?"
At that moment, Elder Di Yun from the Ba Clan finally saw Emperor Kun's wretched state, his body rotting away in large patches, and he immediately frowned.