At the center of the Saint Cultivation Platform, a mysterious ball of light hung in the sky. It was as if one could vaguely hear the sound of pages flipping, which attracted the hearts of many geniuses below.
Beneath the mysterious ball of light, Jiang Ming stood alone in front of the three middle-aged Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators of the Divine Eye Sect. His gaze was calm.
Jiang Ming was not surprised by this sudden change. It would be abnormal if a dignified genius of the Divine Eye Sect did not have a few experts protecting him in the dark.
Before arriving here, he had killed a genius from a sect much weaker than the Divine Eye Sect. He had also been protected by several veteran cultivators.
Jiang Ming glanced at these people. It seemed that it was the Divine Eye Sect's turn next. Back then at Xiaoqian Mountain, people from this sect had almost ambushed him.
It was time for him to get his revenge!