Sensing the surge in Chen Pingchuan's strength, the leader of the black-clad men, even in his Eight-armed Demon God form, revealed a look of utter shock and panic.
"How is this possible?" he blurted out, his eyes wide with disbelief. The scales of victory, which he had been so sure of, seemed to be tilting. "Impossible! The power of a peak eighth-level cultivator! Why don't I know of you? Who in the world are you?"
His voice began to tremble, laced with a mix of indignation and fury.
「Outside the battlefield」
Whether it was the subordinates of the black-clad leader or Chen Pingchuan's newly acquired followers, everyone was rendered speechless by the cataclysmic battle unfolding within Steel City.
