The night was falling, stars hidden, and it seemed that only four majestic forces were brewing slowly between heaven and earth.
The four Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, Qin Family Patriarch Qin Zong, Ancestor of the Xiao Family Xiao Mubai, the Purple-Gold Knight Jin clad in gold gilt armor, and Tang Sect's King of Hidden Weapons Tang Ku, stood side by side, surrounded by the ultimate elements of each domain—wind, thunder, fire, and dark.
Their tacit understanding seemed to have undergone countless refinements, waiting for the instant explosion.
"Everyone, today's battle is not for personal honor or disgrace but to kill this youngster in the cradle. If he is not killed today, he will surely be an endless future trouble! Let's not hold back anymore!" Qin Zong's old yet firm voice echoed in the night sky, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
Xiao Mubai stroked his long beard with a slight smile, "Exactly! Today, this youngster must be killed!"
