Zhenlian City, countless cultivators flew up to the city walls, looking out with hope.
At this moment, the dark clouds were gradually dispersing, and in a short while, the battle inside would be fully visible.
Within the dark clouds.
The thirty-some disciples of the Zhenyang Sect remaining on the ground looked up at the peak of Qilian Mountain.
Feiyu and Hunting Cloud had already been slain, the Senior Sister and Junior Sister Ruo pointed their dual swords at the heavily injured Tiger Boar, this ancient exotic beast was already gravely wounded, this would be the final blow.
"Senior Sister, Junior Sister Ruo, kill this foul beast!"
"Avenge everyone!"
Xu Caihe, Zhou Ling'Er, Shi Ying, and others were covered in wounds, their eyes filled with hatred, and at their feet lay the corpses of countless fellow sect members.
In this battle, more than two hundred cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage fought, yet only thirty-something were left.
