The Black Death Clan's powerhouse had left!
With a hysterical howl, he departed quite peacefully, as if his wishes had been fulfilled. He appeared quite comfortable.
The black cavern in the land of the altar burst open, startling everyone.
Elder Qian, in particular, was visibly shaken upon seeing the expression on the face of the Black Death Clan's powerhouse. He exclaimed, "Oh no, everyone take cover!"
Actually, even before Elder Qian's warning, the instant the Black Death Clan powerhouse had roared, everyone had already scrambled in all directions.
What a joke, any attempt to take everyone down with him was utterly sinister and dangerous.
Even in death, he wanted to take others down with him. Indeed, this Black Death Clan powerhouse was truly wicked.
Yang Zhen ran the fastest. In a flutter, he was gone, vanishing over Two Mountain Heads. Only then did he cautiously stop and look back.