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C63 He Escaped

The black-clothed man looked at the mountain-like giant hand in front of him and felt a sense of danger in his heart. A person who was tens of thousands of miles away could actually unleash his power to such an extent. It could not be said that he was not terrifying.

It seemed like there must be an unspeakable motive behind this matter. What exactly were these people trying to achieve?

Without any time to think, the black-clothed man's figure quickly flashed. He dodged the attack with extreme speed, and just as the black-clothed man left... The giant palm landed on the spot where he had just stood, as if it had been roasted by a raging fire. The entire soil was burning!

The black-clothed man looked at the burning soil and could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. Who exactly was this person? Tens of thousands of miles away, a great figure with such power would actually pay attention to such an insignificant war.

Could it be? The black-clothed man thought in his heart and felt that it was possible!

"Looks like today's battle situation isn't something that I can control. The Child of Destiny should already exist in this world. Although I can stop a momentary killing, I really don't have the ability to decide the outcome. The person in front of me who doesn't exist can completely suppress me. " The black-clothed man shook his head helplessly. He looked at the Martial Cultivator that was leaving in the distance. He had really tried his best.

In the past, he thought that he was peerless and unparalleled, but now that he thought about it... Ridiculous. Now, he couldn't even protect the lives of these people. How could he face the true essence of martial arts? How could he pursue the peak of martial arts?

As he was thinking, the giant palm condensed again. This time, it was even bigger and more powerful than the last time. It carried more violent waves with it.

Wherever the giant palm passed, rocks gathered and covered the sky and the earth. It was as if it was going to drown everything. When the rapidly spinning palm saw people, it was trembling with fear.

Some of the Martial Cultivator from the Chuhuang Tribe who were watching the battle just now had already disappeared into the distance, and no one knew where they were hiding.

Chuhuang Batian looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Initially, he thought that he could have a big battle with Tantai Luolie, but he didn't expect that... Tantai Luolie's strength had already surpassed his own. In the battle with Tantai Luolie... He could clearly feel that the Zhantai Tribe might really be an ancient race. It might even be an even bigger and more terrifying clan than the Chuhuang Tribe.

He had once read about the cultivation technique he used in ancient books. The last time he used it, the blood-red storm was called Apocalypse. It was an ancient divine technique - Chasing Sun Under Heaven. It was said that there was only one person who had mastered this technique at that time. He had once made a name for himself in the entire Nine Heavens World.

However, it was a pity that in the end, during the process of exploring some ruins, he mysteriously disappeared. Everyone thought that this person was already dead.

However, after seeing the scene just now, Chuhuang Batian seemed to have realized that he was wrong. Not only him, but also everyone else in the world was wrong. Not only did that man not die, he might even have a descendant left in this world.

Chuhuang Batian was once complacent because he was the descendant of an ancient clan. In the end, it was just a joke. If it wasn't for the help of the Heavenly Wolf Nether Mansion, he might have suffered a crushing defeat in today's battle.

However, the Heavenly Wolf Nether Mansion didn't abide by the previous agreement. Initially, he could have fought for the sake of giving the living beings of the Zhantai Tribe a chance to live, but after the battle just now, he found it very difficult to even defeat one of them.

Chuhuang Batian looked at the invisible giant palm and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The power of the Human Clan couldn't be compared to the power of the World Sea. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to cooperate with the Heavenly Wolf Nether Mansion.

In fact, he was just feeling lucky just now. He was glad that a figure who could fight immortals had appeared in the Zhantai Tribe. Although he was stronger than ___. Thinking of this, Chuhuang Batian shook his head helplessly. It seemed like he was too arrogant when he was together with them.

In the distant battlefield, a golden light suddenly flashed, rushing thousands of miles away and disappearing into the horizon.

"Finally... I still have to go!" Chuhuang Batian felt a little lonely. The only god-like figure in the entire battlefield had finally left. In the face of absolute power, no matter how extraordinary you were, you were still an ant.

The void returned to silence. The rolling yellow sand also slowly fell. It covered the raging fire with a layer of golden coat, but it did not cover the heat in his heart. Instead, it burned even more vigorously!

The wind in the valley was still the same. Although it was at the edge of the raging fire, everyone was unwilling to breathe in the air of the Full Moon Valley. There was a trace of heat and a trace of blood. It was nauseating to smell!

There was no longer a figure in the void. The giant palm didn't chase after the man in black anymore, and the Red Armored Army landed at the edge of the Full Moon Valley.

However, they seemed to have regained their bloodthirsty enthusiasm. Everyone looked at their wolf-like eyes, and they couldn't help but feel scared. They were glad that they were in Chuhuang Tribe. Otherwise, they would really be killed by the blades of these devils today!

They had made their move!

Everyone in the Chuhuang Tribe looked at the Red Armored Army, who had just left. They secretly broke out in a cold sweat for everyone in the Zhantai Tribe. Although they were their opponents, they were still able to survive on the same piece of land. The Martial Cultivator of the Chuhuang Tribe didn't want the Zhantai Tribe to end up like this. Everyone knew that. The Red Armored Army's departure this time was filled with anger.

Before this, they had never intended to let the people of the Zhantai Tribe go. But now... The fact that the people of Zhantai Tribe had killed the high and mighty Immortals had undoubtedly infuriated them. Everything that should have happened should have vanished along with the departure of the man in black.

But, was that possible?

The dignity of the Immortals had been humiliated. The mighty Immortals had been killed here. Someone had to bear this anger. The man in black had extraordinary abilities, and he could escape this disaster.

However, what about the other people from the Zhantai Tribe? Could they?

No!

They would inexplicably call this incident the scapegoat.

Chuhuang Batian looked at the raging fire on the other side of the mountain, burning the entire sky red, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Wasn't this the end of the world? As for the Zhantai Tribe!

Chuhuang Batian said helplessly, "Let's go back!" He could no longer bear to watch what happened next. He knew that the flames of war would only get stronger and stronger, until the entire tribe was burned to ashes in the end.

This was actually the best outcome!

Chuhuang Batian only hoped that they still had a little bit of conscience. As long as they didn't release the Heavenly Wolf, death might be peaceful for the Zhantai Tribe.

At least it would be very quick and not too much pain!

The Heavenly Wolf was the most powerful torture method of Heavenly Wolf Nether Mansion. It would bite a person into pieces, bit by bit, until the last head wouldn't let you die.

The Heavenly Wolf carried an evil aura. Although a person was already dead, he could still see his body being crushed into pieces.

That was undoubtedly the cruelest kind of punishment.

Chuhuang Batian took a step forward and walked back. After a while, he did not hear any other footsteps. Just as he was feeling puzzled, he turned his head and found a scene that he would never forget in his life!

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