"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The loud sounds of the sect masters fighting the willow tree king rang out continuously from Mist Island.
A large portion of the thick mist was dispersed at the spots where the battles were occurring. It was as if the air trapped in a ball had suddenly exploded in all directions. Countless internal force fragments scattered in all directions and hit the surface of the sea.
However, the thick mist that covered a range of 10 kilometers quickly filled up the exposed areas.
The master realm had the power to change the natural phenomena, making the sect masters at the peak of the warrior realm feel as powerless as martial artists facing a celestial being.
No matter how they struggled, it seemed like they would be trapped in the willow tree king's domain forever.
