The Battle Intensifies

The scene of devastation was stunning for most people and made them pause their battles. It was simply too big of a commotion to ignore.

Even the Immortal Ascension realm cultivators who were fighting far from the battlefield sensed it. After all, their spirit senses could reach a hundred kilometers with ease, just like Lin Mu's.

Master White Mountain's expression darkened, and his hands trembled in rage.

"You all… shall pay…" He said in a low voice, focusing on attacking his opponent.

The Centennial Sword Ancestor on the other hand, smiled widely.

"Oh? Seems like an interesting junior… is he that infamous Lin Mu?" The Centennial Sword Ancestor muttered to himself.