"Fine, we'll give Brother Mu some face!"
The atmosphere grew slightly solemn as Duan Tianya finally put away his Spirit Fan.
"Brother Duan!" Ximen Hengcheng immediately called out, but Duan Tianya stopped him.
"Young Master Mu makes a good point, Brother Ximen. We need to follow the rules!" Duan Tianya said. He gave Ximen Hengcheng a pointed look, and Ximen Hengcheng reluctantly backed down. He felt a bitter resentment; even here, he was being suppressed by the Red Sand Family.
At that moment, a smirk played on Mu Chen Dong's lips as he watched Ye Fan's slow advance. Ye Fan was now less than ten meters from the Divine Dragon Essence Blood, an impressive distance. The others had been left in the dust, even with their various techniques. Some had even exploded from pushing themselves too far.
