Just at that moment—
A fierce and arrogant laughter suddenly erupted!
"Hahahahaha!!!"
"Chen Qiu, oh Chen Qiu, even you have fallen to this day, King of Xuantian, it's utterly laughable."
A black streak shot from the horizon towards the sky above the pit, the late-stage Void Refining Cultivation unashamedly leaking out, and soon, a man in a black cloak with a mask that could block Divine Sense hovered in mid-air, looking down at the Chao Tian Sect disciples below and sneered.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"
"I and your Chao Tian Sect have never had any grievances, but I too, fancy sitting on the Xuantian Throne. Now, what power do you have to resist me?"
"Damn it!"
Fat Long, standing at the bottom of the pit, suddenly changed his face with a flash of panic in his eyes, not expecting someone to attack at this time. With Protective Spirit Qi fully activated, he immediately drew his long knife and was about to charge up!
