Amidst the colossal city that resembled an altar, a thick scent of blood lingered in the air, casting a heavy atmosphere. A middle-aged Martial Artist approached the group led by Xiao Ye and Shen Tu.
"Uncle Wang, what happened?"
Though Shen Tu was a young man, he ranked first on the True Dragon List with formidable prowess, holding a very high status even within such a huge force as the Pure Yang Alliance in the Western State.
His expression darkened immediately.
"Lord Shentu, the Pure Yang Alliance selected seven geniuses to participate in the quota battle for the True Martial Baptism in the Eastern State. They had arrived at this branch, awaiting your arrival.
"But three days ago, a large number of mysterious experts suddenly launched an ambush. Each was incredibly powerful, comparable to the Elder Level powerhouses in our Pure Yang Alliance."
"Although we quickly retaliated, they still managed to kill four geniuses and cripple another one's cultivation."
