"Leave the town, prepare for battle!"
The light screen above Wind Ridge completely dissipated, as Zilan tightly gripped her jade-like hand, her delicate face slightly cold, and her chilling voice resonated.
Swish, swish, swish!
Within Wind Ridge Town, over two thousand figures flew outside the towering city walls of Wind Ridge Town.
In front of Zilan and the others stood Gui Luosheng, the Celestial Permanence King, Wan Fugui—three Half-Step Immortal King Realm experts—and the forces of the Yin Ghost Sect, Celestial Permanence Commerce Association, and Thousand Talisman Sect.
"Knowing it's a death mission, yet making such a laughable resistance."
Looking at the over two thousand figures rushing out of Wind Ridge Town, the Celestial Permanence King sneered.
"Celestial Permanence King, no need to waste words with them, act now."
Wan Fugui's old eyes surged with blazing light, focused on the flaming Treasure Tower in Zilan's hand.
"Hmm."
