The High Priest’s Formation

The high priest's long robe shone with a faint green light. After he pulled the group of Void Chest tribesmen up, he threw them to the side.

After the strands of light dissipated, the group of Void Chest tribesmen hovered in the air as the holes in their chests began to shine brightly.

Lu Wu naturally would not give them a chance to attack. It opened its mouth and exhaled a wave of white mist.

Creak.

Ice Seal!

As the chilling frost energy swept out, it froze all the Void Chest tribesmen in the air and on the ground, turning them into ice sculptures.

Surprisingly, not only was the high priest not afraid, but he scoffed before he flipped backward. "A mere beast emperor dares to be so arrogant?"

"Where did he get the courage to look down on a beast emperor?" Yan Zhenluo was speechless.

"Don't look down on the opponent. Clearly, he's aware of Lu Wu from before. Lu Wu, be careful!" Duanmu Sheng cried out.

Roar!