In the valley, it was deathly silent.
All the members of the Bear Clan stared, dumbfounded, at the scene unfolding before them, utterly engulfed by shock.
The Bear Ancestor of the Bear Tribe. He was regarded as one of the Nine Great Demon Ancestors of the Nine Li Demon Clan, a powerhouse of the Eternal Realm.
Now, the old man lay sprawled on the ground, having landed face-first in the dirt, looking utterly undignified.
Was this... the once highly revered Bear Ancestor?
"How is this possible?"
Off to the side, the gray-robed young man wiped a trail of blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes bulging in shock and fright as he spoke.
What kind of evil technique did that white-robed youth use to make the Bear Ancestor plummet from the sky as if by an unseen force?
It was truly bizarre.
Could it be… the white-robed youth's cultivation base was far greater than the Bear Ancestor's?
