In the dark village, the Evil Domain Statue stood motionless, its bell-like eyes full of confusion.
It truly couldn't understand why the two bronze Prefecture Generals would confront each other in front of it, using its body to secretly compete.
Yet this chaotic situation, gave it a glimmer of hope.
If both parties suffered mutual damage, it could escape from a dead end.
The Evil Domain Statue suddenly separated its clasped hands, retreating like a ghost, planning to watch the tigers fight from a distance and reap the benefits.
Zheng Yu never expected Qin An to make such a decisive move, hastily swinging his iron blade to block.
He had an exquisitely skilled saber technique, called the Torrential Rain Blade Skill.
The blade momentum was like a sudden storm, as quick as thunder, many a Pulse Condensation Realm demon had fallen under its strike.
