In Fengbo Ridge, the mountains seem ghostly, the night wind is chilling, mixed with a strong scent of blood.
Taoist Court's Taoist Soldiers and Great Wilderness Sect's cultivators are locked in a life-and-death struggle, chaos and trampling, weapons clashing, spells and barbaric skills colliding, with spiritual power and Blood Qi entangled together.
There are even Feathered Immortals battling fiercely in mid-air, with spiritual power cascading like a landslide.
Almost every moment, someone dies.
Blood soaks the desert, and Evil Qi flows toward the sky.
Amid this chaos, Mo Hua transforms into a stream of light, weaving through the weapons, fleeing into the distance.
Behind him, three Golden Core cultivators from the Great Wilderness Sect give relentless chase.
The escape technique of the Golden Core cultivators is faster, but in such a battlefield where there's people everywhere and battle raging, they simply can't unleash their speed.
