"Haha, Ye Qingchen is doomed to die!"
The plaza.
Zhang Nanxuan looked at the light screen, unable to hide his wild joy.
Although the Ten Thousand Gods Sect is just a small sect, its Inner Sect Disciples are undoubtedly strong. Now, there are at least a thousand people present, each having reached the Celestial Venerable Fourth or Fifth Layer!
Some have even reached the Seventh or Eighth Layer.
Such a mad onslaught.
Like a massive tide, its momentum far surpassing the grand selection event of Taotian Palace, how could Ye Qingchen resist all this alone?
"Can he hold out?"
At this moment.
The prodigies who had escaped all turned back to look.
In their view, the Ten Thousand Gods Sect's onslaught was fierce and murderous. So many attacking all at once, even if Ye Qingchen had sky-reaching powers, he couldn't contend with so many people.
