Inside the stone room, a shocking war was brewing. Even the air was filled with blood.
One side of it was thousands of foundational cultivators. Each one of them was mighty powerful. Though they were not Heaven’s Favorites, the weakest one of them was at the advanced stage of the foundational level and was still a top talent.
The other side of it was an individual.
Wearing a white robe and holding onto a dazzling Halberd, Ling Xian walked onwards. Every time he raised his hand, the world shivered. He was extraordinarily overpowering!
Though he was up against and surrounded by thousands of cultivators, his expression never changed. Not only did he appear fearless, but he was also passionate. He believed that with the Halberd in his hand alone, he could win against these thousands of enemies!
"Kill!"
After a cold scream, Ling Xian’s desire to fight heightened. Like a divine and undefeatable God, he marched on.
Boooom!