章 1267: Looking for a Sacred Beast

"Dead… They're dead?!"

Everyone who saw the scene through the light screen was struck dumb. They felt cold all over as if they had fallen into a ten-thousand-year-old ice cave.

The One-revolution Little Saint of the Winged Man Valley was dead.

Of all the Winged Man Valley contestants, the weakest were One-revolution Little Saints. They were determined to make it to the finals and fight against Nether Prison geniuses. However, one of their Little Saints was killed at the beginning of the semifinals, and even his wings were savagely torn to pieces.

The Abyss expert was also a peak One-revolution Little Saint, but he was killed and nailed to the ground by a spear.

The result greatly surprised everyone.

"How can the little chef from the Immortal Cooking Realm be so strong? Didn't he just have a powerful mental force?"