"My rules have reached the sixth realm. If we really start fighting, Spirit Master, you might not be my match." A yellowish-brown light shadow, carrying a bit of ancient beast-like ferocity, spoke with a somewhat honest voice and chuckled.
"Exactly, exactly." Another voice, laced with a bit of coldness and a thin undercurrent of phoenix cries, said, "Other than Tree Venerable, everyone is at the sixth realm, who's afraid of whom!"
"Desolate Venerate, Feng Venerable, you two..." Spirit Master's voice carried a hint of eeriness, "I can't beat Tree Venerable, but you two are not a match for me?"
"Heh, I think if it really comes to a fight, Spirit Master will definitely be at the bottom." Another voice rumbled like a thunderclap, carrying a hint of disdain, "Watch me shatter your Illusion and Reality Rules."
"Thunder Venerate, you're courting death! Come on! Let's fight now!" Hearing this, Spirit Master was instantly enraged.
