"If it's a war of attrition, don't you think there are too few people here?" Slowly drawing the Emperor Yan's Destroyer, all of Zhu Bufan's Primordial Qi burst forth without reservation, and his aura skyrocketed while streams of dark green Poison Fire continuously surged from his body.
The moment the scorching Poison Fire emerged, everyone present slightly changed their expressions, especially Lian Hao, whose face turned ugly. It was evident that Zhu Bufan's cultivation level was beyond his expectations. However, Lian Hao's expression soon calmed down, realizing that the gap in strength wasn't something that could be bridged by Poison Fire alone.
