Chapter 879: One Spectacle After Another

Boom! With an earth-shaking roar, that eerie valley was flattened with a single palm strike from Frank Yale. Then he smeared the Ant Elder's fresh blood across his brow. After that, his figure rippled and reshaped into the spitting image of the hemp-robed elder, mimicking his every move and mannerism to a T. His aim could not have been clearer: he meant to use the elder's identity to do some dirty work under his name. That hemp-clad elder was a senior figure of Bloodlust Hall and was honored...