The dark black hole flickered with devouring brilliance. In just the span of a breath, it swallowed hundreds of thousands of lives. In an instant, all of the Gu Yuan Tribe's people felt as if they had fallen into an eternal icy abyss, their bodies overwhelmed by bone-chilling cold!
"No, you demon!"
The undying martial soul of the Gu Yuan tribal chief, which Xiao Chen held firmly in his hand, trembled violently. Words could not describe his feelings at this moment. His countless tribe members were killed within mere breaths, without even a chance to resist. Some of them didn't even understand what was happening before entering the Netherworld, confused and defenseless!
"My tribe refuses to accept this! Xiao Chen, my tribe refuses to accept this!" With a blood-soaked roar, his endless resentment fixed itself firmly on Xiao Chen!
"You demon! Even as a fellow human, you dare commit such acts of brutality! You disgrace the title of Human Saint Child!"
