At that moment, an icy and domineering demonic power surged into the sky, dispersing in all directions.
The man in red, who was returning to the enemy camp, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, his body hair stood on end, and a wave of fear spread from his feet throughout his body.
"What is this kid trying to do? With two Great Elders stepping in, he's on a path to certain death!"
The man in red cursed internally, but his fear continued to grow.
"You wretched brat, daring to ignore this elder."
The skinny old man snorted coldly, and a deathly chilling aura spread out from him, darkening everything it touched.
The woman in the ink-colored skirt also furrowed her brows, equally annoyed.
Despite the emergence of two Sacred Land Elders, Chen Yu paid them no heed as if he did not even see them, instead focusing deeply on an insignificant ant, speaking twice in succession.
This caused both elders to feel a mysterious humiliation and indignation.
"Elder Qu, leave this kid to me."
