20 figures crashed down from the sky, and everyone here looked towards them. The expressions of the experts from the demon race and oceanic clans changed because it was the Monarch Realm experts of the Hallowed Grounds. At this moment, all of them seemed extremely old as if they’d experienced a few thousand years of time. Most importantly, they didn’t have any signs of vitality!

They were dead!

The experts of the devil race and oceanic clans gasped as they looked up into the sky.

At this moment, everyone was looking up into the sky.

Elder Mu was standing in midair with an extremely pale countenance. There were a few palm prints on his chest, and every single one of them was very deep to the point that they’d caused Elder Mu’s chest to completely sink down. It was an extremely horrifying sight. There was a pitch black walking stick floating in front of him, but it was covered in cracks and seemed like it might shatter at any moment.

Xuan Kong’s group was standing in front of Elder Mu, and their appearances had completely changed. At this moment, all of them had snow white hair and thick wrinkles all over their faces. They seemed extremely old. If it weren’t for the imposing aura they emanated...