"Will anyone from Daoling Vast Habitat come out to battle me?"
After just a short while, Zong Shou's voice rang out once more.
The voice spread a thousand miles like he was afraid that people couldn't hear it, letting it echo into the distance.
Yuanmeng's face was not only ashen white but it also turned purple.
He looked towards the teen standing on the sand dune roughly a hundred miles away with a dark expression.
A blood sword stabbed in front of him, a sharp aura which was provocative and also domineering!
Even hundreds of miles apart he could sense that abundant fighting spirit from Zong Shou.
This kid was really planning to go to war with the entire Daoling Vast Habitat.
Qingming clenched her fists, her body shaking as she stared furiously into the distance.
Not long ago she wanted to request that if the Taoist Faction wiped out Gantian in a few months, then she would be the one to personally avenge Zigui.