Chapter 1598

Watching the three masked figures in front of him, Xayne chuckled calmly. "I never imagined I'd trouble the four of you esteemed leaders to join forces against me."

Draven's eyes gleamed with fierce determination as he stood resolutely by Xayne's side. He was ready to fight, buying time for Xayne to escape if needed.

Iyas sneered. "Xayne, this canyon will be your grave today. You have no chance of survival. Hand over the fragments of the Heavenly Tome if you want to keep your corpse intact.

"As for your wife, children, and relatives? We can spare them. How about it?"

Silence fell over the area.

Xayne laughed coldly. "Master Iyas, do you think I'd agree to your terms?"

Iyas smirked. "In that case, don't blame us for what happens next!"

As soon as his words ended, a booming sound rang as Iyas struck first, slamming his palm onto the stone table before him. The table shattered into pieces, which flew toward Xayne as if pulled by an invisible force.

Before Xayne could react, Draven