The countless terrifying powerhouses of the Righteous and Demonic Dao were all staring blankly at the figure disappearing into the distance, each one dumbfounded, full of shock.
The dozen or more world-class monsters were utterly furious. With such a grand lineup of over ten to besiege a 'Spiritual Essence Realm Eighth Rank' peak cultivator, not only did they fail to kill him, but they let him counterattack and escape with one in tow.
If this gets out, these dozen or more world-class monsters are destined to become laughingstocks of the ten directions, a colossal joke.
"Kill him, even if the emperor himself comes today, I must kill him."
"Ye! Xiao! Fan!"
As a dozen or so figures rushed into the sky, each one gritting their teeth, the person intentionally hid his combat strength, outsmarting these dozen world-class monsters at a critical moment. This kind of joke would be a lifetime disgrace in the cultivation realm.
As the groups chased after him,
inside a certain divine hall,
