Gong Gong’s Counterattack

"What is this?" A Suiren Family elder exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the old Gong Gong.

"He is… is…!" Some people seemed to recognize the old Gong Gong. A Chu Wu elder leaped up, pointed his finger at Gong Gong, and shouted. But he didn’t manage to speak out that title, because he was too nervous.

Tens of thousands of elite human warriors, who were cut in two at the waists, fell from the sky into the flood, along with a rain of blood. Among theme, some were strong Divine Magi, but they managed to do no more than howl in pain, before the flood swirled them away.