A thick stench of blood permeated the air. Inexperienced cultivators couldn’t help feeling nauseous.

Prior to this, everyone thought that Li Qiye was being a suicidal fool, choosing to oppose Sword Hero and the Praetor. He didn’t even need to get his hands dirty; just his pets alone killed those two.

It seemed that in reality, they weren’t qualified to even challenge Li Qiye, being nothing more than ants.

“Our Sacred Lord has no equal.” The experts from the holy ground felt a deep...