Chapter 810 - Chapter 810: Chapter 423 Act in Advance_2 (2/2)

The man with white temples shook his head, “Do you think the River of Fate can be disturbed at will? Although we of the Heavenly Race wield the power of fate, we can merely use it, not truly control it.”

“The River of Fate connects to the myriad heavens and realms, containing great causality and involving numerous taboos. Even the High Priest, with his insights into creation, dares not lightly interfere with the River of Fate.”

Seemingly all mindful of the taboo regarding the River of Fate, the group fell silent, no longer discussing the topic.

After a while, the middle-aged man spoke up, “What a pity, we’re still too far from that world right now. Otherwise, for a king-level ant, I have thousands of ways to crush him.”

Another person said, “That kid has a fragment of our Heavenly Race’s other sacred artifact, the Life and Death Mirror. We must find a way to retrieve it.”

The man with streaks of white at his temples glanced at the towering structure, then turned his gaze to the scythe on the stone platform ahead and said, “Stop talking. We’re mostly prepared; the Reaper’s Scythe can now be activated.”

The middle-aged man nodded, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the stone platform.

He reached out his hand, about to grab the scythe.

However, just at that moment, a huge invisible hook shot out from the endless space beyond, directly targeting the middle-aged man in front of the stone platform.

Sensing something amiss, the middle-aged man suddenly turned to look, and upon seeing the invisible giant hook, he couldn’t help but snort coldly.

“Hmph!”

The middle-aged man’s expression remained unchanged, even showing disdain in his eyes for the suddenly attacking giant hook.

However, before he could make a move, the next moment, his face abruptly changed color.

A sense of crisis he had never felt before descended upon him. In an instant, faced with the giant hook, he found himself utterly powerless to resist.

“Not good!”

The other two also noticed the anomaly and immediately tried to intervene.

Unfortunately, their response was one step too late.

The giant hook pierced straight through the middle-aged man, and the next moment, the hook retracted, while the middle-aged man collapsed on the ground as if his divine soul had been extracted, silently losing all signs of life!

“Tian Liu!”

The two others were shocked, and at the same time, an old man with white hair and a youthful face appeared.

This old man was none other than the High Priest.

The High Priest looked at the lifeless corpse of the middle-aged man, his face extremely somber, finally understanding where that uneasy feeling had come from earlier.

“Tian Liu is dead! How is this possible?”

“Who was it? Who just attacked?”

The other two, looking at the corpse of the middle-aged man and even though they were Saint Level experts with immense power, couldn’t help but reveal looks of shock.

The High Priest spoke gravely, “It was that little guy.”

“That ant? How is it possible? Where did he get the ability to kill Tian Liu?”

The two exchanged glances, incredulous.

In their information, Su Nan was merely at king level, maybe with some unique methods, but he definitely could not contend with Saint Level.

Last time, Xiao Ba met his end because he was counteracted by the Heaven and Earth.

But this time, Tian Liu had not even made a move yet and was pre-emptively attacked by the other party, and without a chance to resist, was slain.

They couldn’t understand how Su Nan, a king-level being, managed to do this.

The High Priest said, “That was something the Human clan created in ancient times to counter our Heavenly Race.”

He frowned, “Strange, using that thing requires a heavy toll on one’s Qi Luck and lifespan. Where did that little guy get so much Qi Luck from?”

The man with greying temples said angrily, “That damned ant, daring to inflict such losses on our Heavenly Race twice. When I personally descend, I will make him pay a price a hundred, a thousand times over!”

The other turned to the High Priest and said, “Lord Priest, we can’t wait any longer. That ant has gained momentum; we can’t let him grow further.”

“Since we’ve already pinpointed that world, why hold any further reservations? Let’s use that thing and allow some of our clansmen to descend in advance.”

The High Priest looked at the corpse of the middle-aged man and after a moment of silence said, “So be it, it is time to use that thing.”

The death of the middle-aged man had evidently provoked them, and they had now decided to eliminate Su Nan at any cost.

Of this, Su Nan remained unaware.

At the moment, he was feeling somewhat pained.