Lord Of Martial Arts

The fact that the fiend race and the Dark Angel race had joined forces meant trouble for the human race.

Usually, the races in the Primitive Wilderness were hostile to each other. Cooperation between them was a rare thing.

But now that there was an opportunity to annihilate the human race, it was like a call for the other races to unite. By joining forces, they had a bigger chance of beating the human race.

"Allow me to deal with those insects."

An extremely furious voice suddenly echoed. A strong man, around thirty feet tall with bulging muscles, suddenly appeared by the ancestor's side.

The mere sight of this ferocious man shocked all the ascetic cultivators present. At a glance, they immediately recognized him as Beasley, the beast god.

"Welcome, Beast God." the ancestor said to the figure beside him.

"Pleasure to meet you, human ancestor." Beasley placed one hand over his chest as a sign of respect.

"The human race is currently facing a crisis. Otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to ask you for help," the ancestor said almost apologetically.

"Humph! Our legendary beast race has always sided with the human race. Should anyone dare attack you, I'd crush them. Don't worry."

"Thank you." The ancestor nodded in gratitude.

Beasley could be compared to the ancestor of a race in terms of identity, which was why he and the ancestor treated each other like they were members of the same generation.

"However, my people haven't arrived yet. I will need some powerful warriors from your race, ones who will follow me to confront the fiends and the Dark Angels,"

Beasley announced, eyeing the warriors of the human race.

"We will go with you to slay the alien creatures!"

the powerful warriors of the human race roared in unison.

"Alright! Humans are indeed full of spirit! However, I only need a few. Allow me choose at random."

Then, Beasley proceeded to select eight powerful ascetic cultivators to fight by his side.

"Let's go!"

The beast god led eight powerful ascetic cultivators straight to the north entrance.

In the dark void, the chaotic passage terminated in a vortex, which was guarded by dozens of powerful chaotic restrictions.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The beast god took the lead, and the eight powerful ascetic cultivators followed him closely into the vortex.

Boom! Boom!

Once they arrived at the outside world, they were greeted by a vast black sea. Huge waves surged violently, with countless creatures floating on its sur

bolts suddenly flashed in the darkness.

The eleven Dark Angels were instantly struck by terror. The eight ascetic cultivators had anticipated their movement, and had moved accordingly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

God's power exploded. The eleven Dark Angels tried their best to resist, but the space continued to collapse. The eight ascetic cultivators of the human race were too strong, second only to the power of the beast god.

Since the eleven Dark Angels had split up, they couldn't launch a coordinated attack. Things looked dim for them.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The painful roars pierced through the darkness. The eleven Dark Angels retreated like crazy. Separated, they really couldn't withstand the attacks of the eight ascetic cultivators of the human race.

"Unite!"

Finally, just as they were about to be defeated, each of their bodies released a black shadow. The eleven black shadows then gathered together.

The eleven black shadows began to merge until they condensed into one black Dark Angel with nine pairs of wings.

"Kill them!"

The integrated Dark Angel with nine pairs of wings rushed towards the eight ascetic cultivators

The eight ascetic cultivators were frightened out of their wits. The Dark Angel was able to force them backwards. With each strike, the eight ascetic cultivators felt a tingling pain in their bodies. The more they fought, the weaker they became.

Roar!

Just then, the beast god rushed over again. His huge body came thundering, and he slapped his beastly palm against the black shadow thousands of times.

Chaos ran amok. Even the violent black sea water dissipated under the intensity of their battle.