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“Abbot, I have good news and bad news.”
Ximen Erjin spoke in a low voice so that only Hong Jin could hear.
“The enemy has retreated to Hefei. I don’t know what happened, but it’s good news.”
“What’s the bad news?” Hong Jin asked, his voice trembling slightly. The pain of losing his eyes still lingered.
“The Dark Heavens Association Lord, that monster stayed behind.”
Ximen Erjin let out an incredulous laugh.
"I knew that his cultivation was incredible, but I never thought we would be so blatantly ignored…"
Unlike the enemy, over three hundred soldiers remained. Half of them were injured, but it was still a significant number.
Even if their opponent was one of the Six Empyrean Overlords, could one person really fight against three hundred martial artists alone?
Putting arrogance aside, that bordered on insanity.
"But then… wait, it can't be."
Hong Jin spoke in disbelief.
“Is it just one person creating this hell?”
“Yes.”
Ahhhhh!
Save me!
He couldn’t see anything, but he could hear everything.
Voices crying out for their families, others begging for help. Most of them were just screams filled with pain and fear.
"Since you’re throwing your lives away for this, I can let it slide."
The Shaolin Temple and the Ximen Family had been fighting by making good use of the terrain of densely packed trees and hills.
It wasn’t easy to fight in such conditions, but the trees acted as natural shields, obscuring the enemy’s view.
But those tactics didn’t work on the Dark Heavens Association...
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