Initially, Chimu Tie was greedy for the ancient battlefield, which Su Xin knew, but he didn't really show any concern.
After all, there were so many people vying for the ancient battlefield; one more or one less didn't make much difference.
However, whether they were qualified to contend for the ancient battlefield was uncertain.
Whether it was the Nine Hell Demons or the forces of heaven and earth, those were entities that these Martial Artists from the Western Region could not afford to provoke.
Human hearts are never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. If they calmly stayed behind to pick up what others left, they might have had a chance, but if they thought about contesting with the Nine Hell Demons or the heavenly forces, there were only two words for them: seeking death.
At the moment, this Martial Artist from the Western Region in the Sun God Realm seemed to Su Xin as if he was courting death.
