Chapter 507: Chapter 507: The Elders’ House Appears!
 

Has it finally ended?

Looking at the suddenly halted scene, the gaze of everyone present froze in that instant.

The battle just now was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for everyone present.

Everything returned to calmness now, and the anxieties they’d been harboring in their hearts could finally be put to rest.

“In the end, White Mitchell did lose. It’s a pity, White Mitchell was invincible in the secular world. We, the Mitchell Family, truly didn’t see it coming.”

“What’s there to be disappointed about? No matter how powerful White Mitchell was or how high his talent, in front of absolute strength, he is only a bragging rooster.”

“Right, our Mitchell Family should establish close ties with the Eight Sects now. White Mitchell is now nothing but history.”

Members of the Mitchell Family gathered their senses and began to discuss amongst themselves.

Not far away, Mateo Mitchell, looking at the scene before him, struggled to remain calm.

He still couldn’t believe that White Mitchell had lost. He couldn’t accept this fact.

White Mitchell was supposed to be the most outstanding youth in the Mitchell Family, but due to his negligence back then, it had led to this situation.

He had let down the ancestors of the Mitchell Family!

Mateo Mitchell felt drained, he flopped down dejectedly, his eyes devoid of any spirit as he looked in the direction where White Mitchell had disappeared, holding a glimmer of hope for a miracle to occur.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Elliott Taylor coughed up a few mouthfuls of dirty blood and walked with difficulty towards the direction Mateo Mitchell was looking at.

You need a body for the living, a corpse for the dead!

The threat White Mitchell posed was too great. Without personally witnessing White Mitchell’s death, he wouldn’t feel at ease.

However, just as Elliott Taylor was about to reach the vicinity of where White Mitchell had disappeared, he suddenly sensed movements in the ruins in front of him.

Thump, thump, thump…

Shards of rubble flew apart, accompanied by a faint, flickering aura.

Hmm!?

He’s not dead yet?

Elliott Taylor’s eyes narrowed with even more murderous intent.

He knew that at this time, he must absolutely not allow White Mitchell any respite. He had to kill him once and for all.

With that thought, Elliott Taylor began to mobilize his internal power again.

Yet at the same time, within the ruins, the figure of White Mitchell was slowly getting to his feet.

But, his aura at this time was extremely chaotic, as if he had suffered a severe blow.

The only constant was the strong combat intent in his eyes and his straight posture, like a spear.

Even though his own condition wasn’t great, White Mitchell was still unafraid as he stared at Elliott Taylor, not retreating in the slightest.

Seeing this, Elliott Taylor sneered, “Being able to stand up doesn’t matter. You, right now, are no match for me. Go to hell!”

Boom!

With a sharp stomp of his foot, Elliott Taylor charged at White Mitchell like a cannonball.

Seeing this, White Mitchell made a tough attempt to defend.

But just like Elliott Taylor said, he was no match for him at the moment.

This move was like using the arms of a mantis to stop a charging elephant!

Boom!

But just as the situation became critical, an extremely wild aura spread suddenly within the Mitchell Family, like a slumbering dragon suddenly awakening.

What…?

Everyone present was startled and they quickly searched for the source of this sudden surge of power.

However, before they could react, an old figure with white hair but a youthful face appeared in front of White Mitchell.

This made the initially intimidating Elliott Taylor halt immediately and then his eyes filled with apprehension as he looked at the suddenly appeared elder, “The Elders’ House? Head Elder, Alexander?”