Eight middle-aged men, bearing pairs of light wings like fierce beasts, suddenly descended and surrounded Wan Jian Tian without a word and launched their attack.
Each of these winged middle-aged men had vast and abyss-like vigor, and their bodies were adorned with manifest combination array patterns, with ancient beast rune symbols flickering. Perhaps their realms were not comparable to Wan Jian Tian's, but together, their strength was remarkably astonishing.
"Pfft—"
"Rumble—"
The void was directly pierced through, but this particular space, as if under restriction, was very peculiar and extremely strong; the moment it was ruptured, it immediately healed, as if endless divine power was constantly repairing the void.
Endless slaughter energy poured down like a torrent, overwhelming Wan Jian Tian.
