"Let's go. I don't believe that we can't survive without their Heaven Mending Sect."
An elder of the Holy Land said angrily. After saying that, he left with the majestic team.
Not long after they left, the originally crowded Qin Chuan relaxed. Within the borders, other than some citizens of Liyang, there were also a few Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland and a few Holy Lands of the Eight Desolates.
There was no problem with their numbers and strength for the time being. As they watched this group of people leave, everyone in Qin Chuan's eyes were cold and incomparably furious.
"Hmph, a bunch of brainless things. They fell into that old fellow's trap. Just you wait. Your outcome won't be any better." Qi Wuhui cursed angrily.
