Slavery contract
編輯: Henyee Translations
This was the first time for the nine great monarch tiers to flee before the battle even started.
But they still fled very decisively, without the slightest bit of hesitation.
You had to be joking; he had been able to pummel Gu Yushu with a single punch! What kind of concept was that?
Ling Han had to be the same type of super freak as Ji Wuming and Shi Chanzi. To say nothing of the fact that there were only nine of them, even if 90 of them joined forces, they would only be suppressed… unless they could advance into the Immortal Palace Tier.
At present, they were all too strongly suppressed.
Ling Han chuckled, and spread his fingers. Instantly, streaks of sword light shot out, enveloping the area within the nearest 50 km, looking like they were heavenly pillars.
All nine great monarch tiers stopped, not daring to cross over a single step.