Prison Army.
Forbidden Army.
Divine Arrow Army.
Three armies, thousands of men.
Surrounded Black Iron Mountain like an iron-clad fortress.
Mr. Yang, leading another Innate Powerhouse, used Body Technique to reach the mountain top first.
Suffered a setback at Elder Jin's hands.
Mr. Yang was deeply aggrieved.
This time he wasn't coming to capture fugitives, but to avenge his humiliation.
"Hmm? Where is everyone?"
But upon reaching the top, he couldn't feel any presence, and the air smelled of burnt flesh.
"Such domineering Vitality Flame, it's undoubtedly Jin Muchuan of the Beast Taming Sect."
The Innate Powerhouse invited by Mr. Yang, with crane-like hair and youthful face, marvelled.
"Damn it, he actually got away."
Mr. Yang was so furious, he crushed a wall in front of him with one palm.
He was disfigured by Jin Muchuan.
Killed until he fled in disarray.
Utter humiliation.
If he couldn't get his revenge tonight, how would he stand in the future?
