Gazing at Qin Jun and the other two, millions of Ten Thousand Dharma Island soldiers clenched their teeth, their bodies trembling uncontrollably with fear.
They all wanted to turn and flee, but without orders, no one dared to.
Facing Patriarch Bodhi, they were anxious in their hearts, wondering if such a strong opponent could really be overcome by numbers.
The leader in silver armor was also caught in a dilemma. If they let Qin Jun and his companions go, how could they face the future?
Moreover, Yi Han was their pillar. Without Yi Han, their forces would disintegrate into sand, and even Ten Thousand Dharma Island might be swallowed up by other forces, the consequences of which were unimaginable.
"What, you all still want to keep courting death?"
Qin Jun sneered, his gaze sweeping across the million soldiers, becoming even more arrogant.