Wei Fuming had the courage to face four opponents at once, but he didn’t have the cultivation to match.
Seeing the drought demon absorb the essence of the demonic cultivators, he decided to retreat and began preparing to leave.
At this moment, as everyone’s attention was focused on the crimson land, he swung his golden staff, creating a flurry of afterimages, and then slammed it into the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Taking advantage of the chaos, he used the Demon Sect’s great escape technique to flee the battlefield.
Lin Heng’s face turned cold as he was about...
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