Qin Heng was a little panicked.
He had never seen such a scene before. Cultivation was supposed to be harmonious, with mutual respect among everyone, but who could have imagined that everything had changed.
The wild wind roared.
It blew with such force that his body swayed unsteadily, almost toppling over.
Where did this expert even come from?
Life is so beautiful—why ruin such a harmonious and wonderful existence?
The current battle was completely beyond their control.
Fang Jiuzhen was inwardly furious, but the opponent's strength was too overwhelming, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.
At the same time.
He couldn't help but wonder.
Who on earth was that copper figure?
And why had it appeared near the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect?
At this moment.
