Two massive and different auras collided invisibly in the voids, causing the weeds in the courtyard to disintegrate into powder; the air seemed to have gone stale.
A war was about to break out!
Ji Chengtian and the others watched the scene with sweaty palms, feeling as though their hearts were about to stop beating!
The people before them were vastly different from the cultivators at the borders of the ancient battlefield.
These were all desperadoes who were stronger, more violent and fearless! A single clash was enough for them to be wiped out!
No one could imagine the amount of pressure Su Zimo was enduring against such ferocity.
However, nobody, including the cultivators who were watching, could see any traces of fear in Su Zimo's eyes - he was calm and indifferent.
"To think that he could remain expressionless under such circumstances! That person has a strong heart!"
