192: Evil deeds are too numerous to be recorded! Every sip and bite is determined by fate (Monthly ticket for more updates)_1
Inside the Brocade Mill, at this moment, was like a scene straight out of the apocalypse, sending shivers down everyone's spine.
Many loose cultivators started to flee in panic, leaving the Brocade Mill that they usually felt safe in, and where they would have done anything to enter. They rushed toward the perilous wilderness.
Because from a distance they had already seen the vast spiritual might of that powerful cultivator who was advancing rapidly, exerting a strong oppressive force that was reminiscent of the sun suspended in the noon sky.
The scene was terrifying.
They feared that the Brocade Mill would not be spared and would become collateral damage in the anger of this powerful cultivator.
They had already seen from afar that there was a Golden Elixir Truth Man fiercely battling.
The flashes of light unleashed by the clash of their magic artifacts were like radiant streaks slicing through the sky, tearing open the clouds.