Such words were shocking and struck fear into everyone's hearts!
Shi Hao, clad in golden lion armor, stood in the sunset, holding the Divine Spirit Law Sword, his hair black and shiny, his eyes deep, looking especially heroic.
With the setting sun as bloody as ever, such a youth, like a War God, blocked the path of the five Venerables, exhibiting a daunting aura that was deeply moving.
However, at this critical juncture, the cultivators of the three sects were unwilling to appear weak, no matter what.
Especially the proud young cultivators, who were direct disciples of the Venerables. Otherwise, they would not have been brought here to gain experience, all displaying hostility.
A beautiful woman feigned indifference and sarcastically said, "What arrogant words. To think of slaying the five great Venerables, is he dreaming? Even a Celestial God reincarnate wouldn't be able to do this at his age."