As Huang Guanghui's voice fell, the eight Great Elders on the scene, like hungry wolves, stared intently at Chu Mo, closing in on him.
At that moment, Chu Mo could feel an overwhelming and terrifying aura sweeping toward him.
Yet, Chu Mo did not show the slightest hint of fear.
If it's a fight they want, then a fight they shall have!
At this point, the people gathered there began to band together, like a swarm of dark ants, and started forming an array.
"Absolute Eternity!"
"River Killing!"
"Dragon Roams the Four Seas!"
"Gathering Heaven and Earth!"
...
For a moment, the eight Great Elders chanted incessantly, as if reciting some sort of spell.
And as these people began to recite the spell, the air suddenly became oppressive, filled with a dangerous aura.
Chu Mo slightly furrowed his brow, recognizing that the array these people were setting up indeed posed a threat.
