"Let's go take a look!"
With a gentle grasp, the Frost Demon Lord was taken into the Suspended Realm, allowing him to rest and recover. Meanwhile, I channeled my strength and transformed into a wisp of blue smoke, drifting straight toward the direction of the battle.
Although I didn't know who was fighting or why, it was only natural to check it out since the opportunity had arisen.
As I drew closer, the oppressive presence of the battle grew stronger, akin to a volcanic eruption of demonic energy. Intertwined with strange soul shocks, it caused any cultivators trying to approach to faint on the spot.
Hiding within the soil, Zhang Xuan observed the scene from a distance of over a hundred Baili from the battle's center. The ground was littered with countless Primordial Beasts and even the flowers and trees couldn't withstand the combatants' power, withering and dying.
The battle between the two experts had turned an area of over a hundred Baili into a terrifying wasteland.
