A massive battle erupted between six powerful individuals possessing the battle prowess of the Seventh Tier. It was an astonishing sight.
Boom, boom, boom. The city walls crumbled one after another as the entire camp was reduced to rubble. Countless fissures blanketed the earth.
Despite being held back by the joint efforts of five Seventh-Tier-battle-prowess-wielding elites, Ling Han still had the upper hand and took most of the initiative.
He was unperturbed by the attacks of Xin Qihu and the others, focusing solely on Feng Wuding.
Peng, peng, peng. Every attack that landed on him would turn into specks of light. On the other hand, the five prodigies needed to focus all their efforts to face his attack.
This was a tough battle for Xin Qihu and the others. Against an enemy that they couldn't kill or damage, there was nothing left to feel but despair.