The first low-level Primordial Life Army, heavily damaged by Luo Feng, fled with all its might, while the other three armies fled while relentlessly massacring. Everywhere they passed, vast areas of cave mansions turned into rubble, and the cultivators perished without the strength to resist.
When Senior Yuan and the others created the Nine Rivers Sacred Realm, they made the overall power of the low-level Primordial Life far superior to the cultivators to exert enough pressure on them, forcing the cultivators to only hide within the cities.
When the city falls, slaughter is what awaits!
"Damn it."
Luo Feng's eyes were cold as he walked in the gaps between heaven and earth, already nearing the second army.
