"How terrifying it must be to see ten thousand Hunting Tribe Chiefs, when just one is this horrifying?"
"It's said that the ten great Chiefs are even more terrifying."
"Then aren't we doomed?"
Strong individuals from all realms felt as though they were plunging into an abyss.
"Don't we still have Sect Master Ye?"
"He just killed the Chief of the Hunting Tribe in a flash. His strength must have broken through to the Hundred Tribulations Realm, right?"
"Even if not, he is very close."
Everyone was shocked once more, and the discussions buzzed with excited voices.
Meanwhile.
The Prestige Points of Misty Sect surged once again.
In the Three Thousand Great Worlds, each world is inhabited by innumerable creatures, and even if only a tiny fraction of each world truly acknowledges Misty Sect, they could contribute a terrifying amount of Prestige Points.
Thirty trillion!
Forty trillion!
Fifty trillion!
