บท 79: Chapter 79: Game of Wits_1

The emergence of this voice is akin to injecting an adrenaline shot into all Tianmen Cult cultivators.

Immediately, it boosted the morale of all Tianmen Cult cultivators.

A look of fanaticism even appeared on the faces of many cultivators.

They fearlessly employed a tit-for-tat combat style, daringly rushing towards the East Saint Sect cultivators!

Jing and He Lin, who had been continuously under pressure from Qin Heng's attacks and were already under strain, also had expressions of delight.

"The Hierarch!"

"The Hierarch has arrived!"

"The Hierarch of the Tianmen Cult, Ning Daohuan?!"

Qin Heng repelled the two with a ray of sword light, looking at the divine statue that was flying from afar with an extremely solemn expression.

With a sweep of his spiritual mind, he could sense the figure standing on top of the divine statue.

He just felt that the other party was profound and majestic, with a slight aura that transcended that of a Golden Core!