Chapter 5188 Paltry Tricks
- “Your clan?”
- The black-robed elder let out a rasping cackle, as though Jared had just delivered the punch line of a joke. “I have guarded this range for a century,” he sneered, “and never once knew that. The Nine Serpent Mountain has belonged to no one for ages. Blackshade Demon Palace took it, therefore it is ours. What right does a lowly human have to question me? Begone—unless you have decided you want to die.”
- Fury blazed across Flaxseed’s scarred face. His remaining spiritual power surged, dull yet formidable. Both palms flew through a flurry of seals, and a gigantic earthen hand—mud-brown and jagged—crashed toward the elder with mountain-splitting force.