The cultivators of the Xuanxian Continent could never have imagined that things would take such a turn. Just this morning, they were aloof cultivators, lording over the Golden Academy. Yet before noon, they had become rats scurrying through the streets, loathed by all.
In just a moment's time, all the Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation Realm experts had been completely eradicated. Even the sect's powerhouses abandoned their plans for cross-border support and destroyed the transmission array on the other side themselves.
The remaining individuals had now become forsaken pawns—unable to escape and incapable of winning a fight.
Not even begging for mercy would help.
The Evolvers of the Golden Academy had long harbored deep resentment, and now that they had the opportunity for revenge, how could they let it pass?
Screams and sounds of battle echoed from every direction as the aftermath of the fights rippled throughout the surroundings.
