The battle formation fell into pieces, and the experts of the Qin Sect were like a bunch of tigers encountering a flock of sheep as they started their slaughter. The expert in the lead of this formation retreated into the crowd. His face was pale as he stared at the gigantic figure ahead—Qin Wentian's figure.
That Qin Wentian led his experts and actually managed to break the battle formation. More than three hundred geniuses from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect had all come here to hunt him. But now, could it be that they were all destined to die in this place?
The enmity between both parties had long escalated into a death grudge. Qin Wentian showed no mercy, and with every stab of his spear, there would surely be someone that died.