This battle in Baiyun State had silenced people for miles around, hardly anyone daring to speak out loud.
I had never felt war to be so close.
That sword light, even separated by hundreds, thousands of miles, was still sharp enough to make everyone feel as if they were being torn by Sword Qi. What level was this?
What tier was this?
The whole of Baiyun State had become much quieter.
Even ordinary citizens knew that supreme experts were fighting not far away.
Everyone wore grave expressions and hastened their steps.
The Martial Arts Academy was also engulfed in silence.
Countless martial artists stood atop buildings, gazing into the distance at the area of conflict, their faces filled with longing and their eyes, with respect and aspiration.
That was the true cloud top.
That was the high-level battle.
Never before had they so clearly realized: the learning environment of Baiyun Martial Academy was fought and won through such battles.
