"What?"
The expressions on Wei Zifu and his two companions turned ugly. They never expected that even with the three of them joining forces, they had failed to kill Qiu Gong—they hadn't even managed to seriously injure him.
But in the next moment, savage expressions appeared on their faces. HUMMM—the auras of their martial souls filled the air. Wei Zifu and his companions each released their own martial soul, combining its power with their Profound Yuan, and charged toward Qiu Gong once again.
"The three of us will handle this old man. The rest of you, seize the mineral vein and kill the others."
As he flew, Wei Zifu's icy voice carried to the ten remaining Martial Emperor experts.
"Yes!"
The remaining Martial Emperors roared in unison. With vicious looks in their eyes, they swiftly flew toward Ye Xuan and the ore in front of him.
"Die!"
