In disbelief of everyone, Cloud Wanderer lay on the ground like a dead dog with its spine broken.
From his mouth, a large amount of blood gushed out, and his body was shaking violently and uncontrollably.
The life of cultivators is exceptionally resilient.
However, at this moment, Cloud Wanderer wished for a quick death and rebirth, as he truly couldn't bear such agony anymore.
Underworld's face flushed red, while another Thin Taoist trembled with fear, his face filled with terror.
The Underworld Gate losing their top expert at the start meant their chances of seizing the Crystal Skull were as good as zero.
Qiang Liang's face twisted with malice as he burst into loud laughter on the Spell Battle Platform.
"Who else wants the Crystal Skull? Come up here and die!"
"Qiang Liang, we are all disciples of the Yanfu Sect, yet you used such a ruthless hand. I challenge you on behalf of all my fellow sect members."
