After Ling left.
The surroundings turned deathly silent.
Yang Tian floated in mid-air, staring at the place where Ling disappeared, unable to calm the turbulence within him for a long time.
"This is what a true strong warrior is!"
Yang Tian clenched his fist.
"Yang Tian, let's leave. Find a place to hide in the Seven Realms..."
Wu Jie approached Yang Tian, his face pale, and said.
Yang Tian looked at Wu Jie, seeing his pale face. Wu Jie had been killed by Ling; his physical body was condensed by Ling using powerful Water Breath.
"Wu Jie, don't worry, I will surely help you!"
Yang Tian said earnestly.
"It's useless..." Wu Jie's face was pale, he shook his head: "Even my master cannot resist such a powerful Intention, the Outer World's warriors exist beyond the Seven Realms, all strong warriors are combined into an Imprisonment."
"Even powerful Outer World warriors cannot resist this Imprisonment, let alone martial artists within the Seven Realms."
