Chapter 345 A Stark Disparity in Strength

Not only did the aura of the leader shock the two, but the three individuals behind him also made them uneasy. The white-haired elder and another man were Warlords in the perfection realm, while the woman was a Warlord in the pinnacle realm. Among the forty-plus people, nearly twenty were Battle Gods alone.

"They shouldn't be from Sanctum of Darkness. Do you recognize them?" White Tiger furrowed his brow and asked Rakshasa.

"If I'm not mistaken, they should be from Temple of Slaughter." Rakshasa replied after taking a deep breath, her face filled with seriousness.

Temple of Slaughter was the top-ranked power in Place of Darkness.

"Temple of Slaughter?" White Tiger frowned again.

"Yes," Rakshasa nodded. "The four leading individuals should be the four hall masters of it."

"Your people from Rakshasa Hall do have quite the courage! You even killed a Sanctum of Darkness Elder, I must say I'm impressed." A black-robed man said calmly as he approached the group.

"You must be from Temple of Slaughter, right?" Rakshasa took a deep breath and asked, looking at the man.

"We have no grudges or enmity with Temple of Slaughter. What is the meaning of this?" Rakshasa asked.

"Your question is quite naive," the man in the black robe chuckled coldly. "After spending so long in Place of Darkness, don't you understand the law of the jungle? Do we need any grudges to deal with you? Besides, when you recruit other forces, do you have any grudges with them?"

"Do you want to recruit Rakshasa Hall?" asked White Tiger.

"Temple of Slaughter has no interest in your Rakshasa Hall. Moreover, we wouldn't dare

this?" White Tiger's expression grew

got it right!" the man in the black robe responded. "Here's a chance for you. If you take your

a low voice. "Let's fight already,

you want to die?" the man in the black robe

out from his palm, surging directly

contracted, and he rushed forward to shield James Harper, his Bloodshadow

than ten steps before finally stopping. He spewed out a mouthful of blood. The difference in their cultivation levels made it difficult for him to contend with the enemy. This was even considering that the opponent hadn't gone all out; otherwise, his situation would have been much

exclaimed in shock and quickly ran over, her

the others had their expressions change as well. White Tiger was the most powerful among them, and the fact that he couldn't even block a single strike from the opponent was unsettling. "It's fine," White Tiger said with

me." The man in a black robe continued, "But with your current strength, you won't be able

confident," White Tiger replied as he suppressed the surging blood in his chest.

obvious?" White Tiger squinted his

the black robe sneered. "Besides you and Rakshasa, who are barely passable, none of you are a match for me. On our side, apart from me, there are three Warlord late-stage experts. Do you think the people behind you have a chance to

fool is." White Tiger retorted with a solemn tone, his aura gradually

scoffed. "You're all talk. Let me see how

themselves towards Rakshasa

unison. Then, they raised their large blades and clashed with the enemy, initiating a fierce

need to worry!"

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