Shen Hao felt a sense of regret. Cultivators of the Profound Sea Realm fighting to the death—this kind of scene was extremely rare.
But Yuan Qingyun avoiding the battlefield was actually quite understandable. Just listen to the thunderous roars from the distant places beyond eyesight, and the terrifying tides of True Qi sensed, stirring Heaven and Earth Energy until even the elements seemed to tremble—just a sweep of the aftereffects could turn swathes of soldiers on the battlefield into flying ash.
After Yuan Qingyun left, the siege battles on the three sides of the military camp entered a fever pitch.
