Li Tian moved through the darkness, and many people who had reacted also rushed forward.
This wasn't something that could be done at noon. It was a pretense, a scam.
As Li Tian listened to the screams around him, a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Those who entered the black mist were not waiting for an opportunity, but endless darkness and slaughter. They were lying in ambush, waiting for the crowd to come to them again and again. The people on the outside didn't know the situation inside at all. Under the greed of the opportunity, they had the courage to enter.
"To cross the river of forgetfulness, there's no other way but to kill."
Li Tian thought about what the White Eagle had said. The celestial sword in his hand flashed with sword light. The real opportunity was to kill his way through.
Among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a small number of people were frantically charging forward. This dark space was like Asura hell.
