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Screech!
Dark brown wings cut through the sky in a horizontal streak. The sight of the powerful wings occasionally flapping was beautiful.
The battlefield reflected in the eagle's sharp eyes, searching for prey.
The Kongtong Sect advanced in a wedge formation, cutting down anyone in their path. The Blood Cultists fell like autumn leaves to their swords.
Thanks to their strength, the Kongtong Sect reached the center of the battlefield without facing any obstacles.
Although the Martial Alliance had momentarily split into two groups, Tou Zhong quickly rallied his troops and hurried to follow the Kongtong Sect.
“Stop! It’s a trap! It’s a trap!”
It was a trap!
Zhou Xuchuan's voice rang out desperately, his shout strong enough to rival the Shaolin Temple's Lion Roar.
Despite the chaos of the battlefield, his voice echoed through the mountains and pierced the ears of the Righteous Faction warriors.
“Halt! Halt!”
Tou Zhong, who had been calling for an advance just moments before, instinctively shouted for a stop. Startled by the power in Zhou Xuchuan's voice, the word “stop” escaped his mouth before he realized it.
Why is he stopping us all of a sudden?!
Tou Zhong frowned in displeasure, turning to demand an explanation. But the moment he looked back, his irritation quickly turned into relief.
“Agh!!”
"Below us! There's something underground!"
Rumble!
The ground...
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