Bloody
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian soared through the air above the Daozang Pavilion. Yun Feng chased after him.
Everyone looked at the two figures, something odd flashing past their eyes. Then they shot into the sky too and went over towards the battle area. Even Yun Shuisheng went forward after a moment of hesitation. He wanted to see too.
The big group soared through the sky. Many people cultivating in the Holy Zhi Palace were shocked when seeing the sight in the air. Was something big happening?
Some unrelated people also joined them, making the camp bigger and bigger. Right now, many people were already gathered at the battle area. Just then, many looked up. They saw a group in the air, charging towards the battle platform.
"Someone will engage in battle." Everyone's eyes flashed. They stepped toward the battle platform. They wondered who would be fighting that would cause such a commotion.