Even the favored Heavenly Pride disciples are likely feeling tense, merely holding on. As long as we persist a little longer...
This time, that sword flash didn't even let them finish their words.
Splurt! Splurt!
The remaining Bodhisattva trembled all over, turning back to see nothing but death behind him, a field of shattered bodies, resembling a human purgatory.
He opened his mouth slightly, his lips quivering, his features twisted as he turned back again.
In his eyes reflected a tall and slender figure.
The Tai Xu True Monarch, already standing in front of him unexpectedly, reached out lightly and touched his forehead, asking casually, "Whose East Continent?"
The Bodhisattva felt the coldness on his face, a creeping sense of terror quickly spreading through his body.
His voice trembled, "It's... it's the East Continent of our two sects..."
