Despite there being no terrifying scenes that made the Heaven and Earth be torn asunder, the fight between genuine powerhouses still gave off an inexplicable feeling. The boundless and majestic momentum; the accumulation of killing intent contained within the flashing swords and saber-rattling, accompanied by bloody foul winds and rains of blood. Even the Everlasting Feast Hall's experts could not help but have a change in expression.
"What a show of power!"
Zhenlei Duomo looked at the scene of the Intelligence War Elder Wu Ji, Keith Moore, and the others who preying each other mid-air in disbelief. She felt shocked like a tidal wave hitting her heart. She thought she was already strong enough but never occurred to her that the gap between her and these powerhouses from the Stygian Club and Pyramid was like a chasm.
