Cough cough…
A figure rose from the mud. It was a middle-aged man, and he was alive!
Such a powerful strike, and yet he still lived. Martial artists of the divine realm were indeed fearsome. Even Ye Qiu couldn't guarantee that he would remain unscathed amidst such destruction.
The middle-aged man had not only escaped from the hands of two divine realm martial artists but had also retaliated and killed both.
Losing two divine realm martial artists at once, even an ancient clan like the Ji Clan might not bear such a loss.
Seeing the two elderly members of the Ji Clan meet their demise, Ye Qiu couldn't help but feel elated. His sworn enemies, the Ji Clan, had just lost two divine realm powerhouses. Even if this didn't cripple them, it would certainly enrage them.
Just as Ye Qiu was imagining how the Ji Clan would react to this loss, a voice echoed from all around.
"Who was the esteemed person who just assisted me? Please show yourself."
