Thousands of people were fighting together, their battle cries shaking the heavens.
The death of Shen Yuanming had a significant impact on the disciples of the Refining God Sect. They were completely unable to muster the will to fight. On the other hand, the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect were full of morale and winning decisively.
"This kid is no ordinary one."
Blood Mad Butcher and Qiu Canfeng were observing the entire battlefield, with Qiu Canfeng always paying attention to Li Yuanba and whispered.
"The one that our sect leader takes interest in wouldn't be bad. I can't believe I didn't notice before that this boy has a special physique. If he grows up, he'll definitely have the bearing of our sect leader."
The Blood Mad Butcher said.
