Zhao Hai stood calmly on Hades and looked at the Army of the Alliance of six realms flying toward them from outside the shield. There were nearly 10000 large spiritual artifacts flying toward them. The power was indeed terrifying.
Zhao Hai could already feel that the cultivators on the big spiritual artifacts behind him were in a slight commotion. It was obvious that some cultivators had lost their spirits.
Zhao Hai snorted coldly. &Quot; they're indeed a motley crew. But this is good too. After this battle, they'll probably become iron-blooded soldiers. &Quot;
At this point, Zhao Hai's body moved and he flew into the air. He laughed and said, " &Quot; Alliance of six realms, I, Zhao Hai, am standing here. I want to see if you can break this shield. &Quot;
"Hmph!" &Quot; Zhao Hai, don't get too cocky, " a cold voice said. &Quot; everyone who goes against the Alliance of six realms will die a horrible death. You're dead. It's just a matter of time. &Quot;