The golden light was like a sharp blade piercing toward Wilde’s head. It was extremely sudden and fast, catching even Long Chen off guard.

Wilde instinctively turned his head to the side, resulting in that light narrowly missing the center of his head. It cut by his forehead, tearing through his skin and leaving a wound so deep that they could see his skull. Silver blood slowly poured down his forehead.

Wilde’s eyes instantly became icy with killing intent. Golden symbols appeared in his pupils. “You have an aura I hate. I’ll eat you.”

Wilde suddenly swung his club again, and this time, the golden horned elder was forced back.

“Die!” Wilde furiously attacked over and over again. He entered a rare berserk state and began to pressure the golden horned elder with his attacks.

Meanwhile, Guo Ran had finished healing and was creeping up behind the elder, slashing...