Perhaps it was the presence of their own "god," that provided them with confidence.
Or perhaps it was the confidence itself that allowed them to think they could regain the upper hand from this indomitable Human Race Cultivator.
In any case, those of the Chaos Clan who had not witnessed Jin Xu catching all attacks from the Chaos Clan God with a single hand were now visibly excited.
Some raised the weapons in their thin limbs high, swinging them about, while others opened what little was left of the features on their faces, emitting piercing and shrill noises.
Still, some knelt down on the spot to worship the still figure, whose feet no longer moved but whose hands still trembled.
"Roar!"
Perhaps because his followers were present, the so-called God of the Chaos Clan disappeared from the spot again, launching an attack on the young Taoist.
As the Chaos Clan felt their "god" taking action, they frantically grew more excited, as if they could see Jin Xu dying horribly any second!
