End of the Faction War

Seeing how nobody dared to approach him, Yuan approached them himself.

"T-that fucking monster! How does he still have the energy to do that kind of stuff?!" the players who were swatted like flies all spat out some blood after spending a few moments on the ground groaning in pain.

"More like, where is he even getting the energy to do that when we can't use our powerful techniques because of the lack of spiritual energy in the air?!"

"Leader, what should we do now?"

Xu Boqin clenched his teeth and fists until they bled.

"I refuse to believe that he's not exhausted after all that! He must be running low! We still have plenty of players to spare, too!"

He raised his voice and continued, "Do not fear! He's definitely running out of energy! It's only a matter of time! Whoever brings down Player Yuan will receive a million dollars and a Heaven-rank cultivation technique!"