A member of the Phoenix Clan's six ancestors fell in an instant, leaving the remaining five momentarily dazed and instinctively distancing themselves from Xiao Chen.
Having cultivated to their level, the concept of death had become rather vague to them, and they often felt it wouldn't happen to them.
But witnessing their companion being blasted by Xiao Chen's spear, his soul annihilated with no chance for reincarnation, an uncontrollable fear surged in their hearts.
Tasting the flavor of death, they feared it more than ordinary people.
However, afraid as they were, as ancestors of the Phoenix Clan, watched by thousands of clansmen, they couldn't afford to show cowardice; they could only rebuke harshly with words.
"You demon from the outside, are you an agent of the Dark Realm?"
"Using such evil power, you will surely become a public enemy of the Divine Realm!"
"Stop your actions at once, or even the Heavenly Dao will not tolerate you!"
