However, there are only five hunters in each generation. One dies or is defeated, and other competitors can replace them.

There is no country or sect here, but there are strict hierarchical rules.

They, in accordance with the oldest wilderness law of survival, continue for generations and kill all outsiders.

These five hunters represent the strongest in the White Realm.

Rumor has it that there is also a hunting king above the five hunters.

No one knows the degree of terror, because everyone who has seen him take action has died.

As a large number of people poured into the golden abyss, many geniuses and monsters appeared in the white realm.

Some people don’t know that the world is strong, some people have great confidence in themselves, and some people come here to practice.

Of course, they all have great desire for the inheritance of the immortals.

But as soon as they came in, they were a little desperate.

This is definitely a Shura Purgatory.

There are five evil and terrifying skeleton mountains in total, with different colors, filled with blood, and exuding the ultimate fishy smell.

This is where the five major hunters live.

Usually, they will not appear. Those who claim to be genius can solve the problem with their subordinates.

Only when a real genius appears will they choose to take action. That is their responsibility and their pleasure.

This time, there were obviously many geniuses, which resulted in the owners above the five skeletons being basically not here, wandering in the white realm, hunting their favorite prey.

Here, the strong men of Pohuang and the Heavenly Heaven will basically not come. Because once they arrive in the White Realm, the hunting king will take action. There are even rumors that fairy shadows will appear and kill all too powerful beings.

The rumors about this matter have been around for a long time. The king of hunting will never attack monks below the destruction. Even if the hunter dies, he will not take action.

A burly figure appeared on the purple-black skeleton mountain.

He stood upright, his head was a hideous lion's head, with his mane tied into thick braids, like a steel cone.

There was a obvious hideous scar on his left eye. His eyes were gold and blue, and there was a light appearing.

At his neck was a string of skull necklaces, and there was a faint wail in it.

He wore extremely simple armor, which only protected the deadly parts and did not affect his movements at all.

In his left hand, he held a scimitar with an extremely sharp scimitar. His right hand was a terrifying weapon similar to a sickle.

He looked into the distance, and his eyes were filled with a hot desire to kill.

He is one of the five major hunters and the strongest being.

"Hunting the weak will continue your life, and hunting the strong will allow you to enjoy life." He whispered, hiding into the darkness.
Chapter completed!