Whir! Whir! Whir!
Tens of military helicopters were circling in the sky. The rotating propellers made a deafening noise.
Rows of fully-equipped Hindustani soldiers surrounded him.
Behind them were armored vehicles. Farther behind was a row of tanks.
That was an awe-inspiring sight.
However, all the soldiers seemed uneasy and even fearful.
Their eyes were transfixed on the lone figure standing in front of them.
That was not a normal person. He was a superhuman cultivator! He survived the missile attack, and he killed the two grandmasters with ease.
Gulp!
Many people swallowed hard and looked incredibly tense.
The commander's face turned pale. Cold sweat poured down from his forehead.
He turned around and prepared to run away. In his panic, he tripped and fell on the ground. He got away half-crawling and half-running.