At this moment, a terrifying battle was erupting on a clearing.
On one side were the people of the Qiankun Forbidden Land, their bodies covered with dense scars, appearing extremely tragic, with a feeling of imminent annihilation.
On the other side were the forbidden land traitors led by an old white-haired man.
The old man held a long blade, and although he was white-haired and wrinkled, he exuded an astonishing Evil Qi.
He stood there, witnessing the battlefield in front, his gaze cold and full of murderous intent.
The battlefield was showing a one-sided trend, with the people of the Qiankun Forbidden Land falling into desperate situations at any moment, while the old man still held his long blade, his gaze fixed on one of the Defenders of the Qiankun Forbidden Land, without the slightest change.
