“Change your ways!”

“Turn back!”

Thirty-six monks with different colored robes appeared all over the hall.

Those people were guards of the nine high monks with terrifying combat strength. They quickly surrounded the people of the Smalt Sect without warning.

The people watching stumbled back with terrified looks.

They were followers of the Smalt Sect, but they were not idiots either.

Anyone could tell that Amos Augustus was prepared to fight to the death.

“Move!”

Serval furiously roared at the people before him.

Six monks were sent tumbling on the ground after being hit by the sound wave.

Serval immediately activated his Iron Skin before charging into the crowd.

The monks flew, one after another.

Nobody expected Serval to be this strong.

Using the opportunity, the people of the Smalt Sect quickly left with Amos. The people of Aenar Temple returned to their senses immediately after that.

They quickly swarmed forward, facing against the Smalt Sect with the rest of the high m