ng of the饕餮 Feast. It could be said that as long as he sat here, switched his cultivation technique to the 饕餮 Feast, and constructed a Gathering Spirit Rune in his own spiritual aperture, his strength...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Theined in the shadows. Though their numbers were few, with his powerful perception and Yiyi's stealth, if there truly were Wan Mo Ling cultivators hiding nearby, they would surely be found.During a rout...