Yang Zhihu's eyes almost turned red.
He anxiously clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do.
He was a peak Level 9 Spiritual King and only a step away from becoming a Spiritual Overlord.
However, he had been stuck at his current level for so many years.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a breakthrough.
He could only watch his elders fight and was unable to participate.
Held by Yang Zhihu, Feng Wu looked over her shoulder and saw the elders fighting fiercely.
It was a battle of elites.
From afar, they looked like moving dots of light, and their speed was incredible.
"Don't worry. No one will die." Yang Zhihu saw Feng Wu was worried and patted her on the head. "The elders are allowed to fight, but they're forbidden to severely injure or kill one another.
"We don't have many elders. If we begin to kill each other, we won't be able to fend off the Dongsang Kingdom anymore."
