Killing the Ancestor of the Sorcerer Tribe

The sudden change caused both sides to stop fighting immediately.

" Give me back the Tribulation Lightning Spirit Medicine!" The black-furred ape's face darkened. He clenched his huge fists and shouted.

The four wizard slaves stopped behind their master. Although they were wizard slaves, their combat strength was astonishing. They did not have martial arts, nor were they soul masters. Ancestor Sorcerer had used secret techniques to collect the blood essence of countless experts, demons, monsters, beasts, and even true spirits, as well as some precious materials to refine his body. Up until now, he had refined it eighty-one times. It contained supreme divine power and unparalleled defense. Even if it could not be compared to a spirit treasure, it was not much different. Their speed was astonishing. Coupled with the martial techniques that he had specially created, the strength of the four of them had doubled. Able to challenge those of a higher level.