Blood of Patriarchs

"I told you!"

Little Fatty slapped his thighs. "How can there be no Patriarchs overseeing the Ten Thousand Race Meet held by Enigma Palace!"

Many cultivators were excited when they saw the arrival of 17 Mahayana Patriarchs.

Only Night Spirit frowned slightly and shook his head. "These Patriarchs are too weak and can't defend against those few from the primordial races."

"No matter what, no matter how weak they are, there are at least 17 of them! We can hold on for a little longer no matter what," The spirit tiger shrugged his head and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Greetings, Patriarchs!"

The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace and many cultivators hurried forward and bowed.

The 17 Mahayana Patriarchs looked at everyone from Enigma Palace and nodded slightly.

The leader wielded a horsetail whip and had a pale expression. He was the one who had blocked Patriarch Shen Yu's attack earlier on!

"I'm Wu Hua,"