Chương 1150: Why Do Cultivators of Our Generation Hesitate to Fight?

The image in the stone statue's eyes dissipated. The moment it disappeared, the lightning from the formation charged at Wang Lin. It seemed to have broken through space and time and landed in Wang Lin's right eye!

Thunderous rumbles echoed in Wang Lin's mind as he retreated hundreds of feet. He stared at the image disappearing from the statue's eyes and revealed a ferocious expression.

The stone statue collapsed with a loud bang, turning into pieces on the ground, raising a large amount of dust...

"Outer Realm…" Wang Lin didn't know why, but when he saw what happened in the stone statue's eyes, his blood seemed to burn!

When he saw the battle between Allheaven and the Alliance, and the deaths of so many cultivators, he didn't feel this way. When he saw the cultivators fighting over treasures, he didn't feel this way. When he saw the Alliance factions fighting among themselves, he didn't feel this way either.