At this moment, the battlefield was in a state of utter chaos, with mountains collapsing all around.
The side door of the Immortal Palace opened, and members of the Jiguang Sect rushed past Li Chonghuan, who leisurely sipped his wine as if he saw nothing.
He descended from the Nine Heavens like a Banished Immortal, completely indifferent to the world's affairs.
All the joys and sorrows of this world meant nothing to him, merely a fleeting moment in his eyes.
He had no such worldly desires.
More than a dozen members of the Jiguang Sect wearing bronze ghost masks charged out of the side of the Immortal Palace, witnessing Chen Qing in his terrifying form wielding his Foundation Establishment hammer.
"Could he be the Divine Son of the Jiguang Sect?"
"Our Jiguang Sect has no so-called Divine Son or Goddess!"
"Everyone in the Jiguang Sect lives to slay immortals, and he, he is ahead of us."
"We can't let him continue to fight; we must quickly repel the Yin Yang Sect!"
