"This man is a mystical cultivator!"
"But, his cultivation is very strong. I can sense his mighty pressure even here. It seems he's not an ordinary mystical cultivator."
"He's going up against the Nine-headed Wolf Mercenary Group's nine men. The strongest among them has reached the Celestial rank. How can he beat those nine men alone?"
Amidst all the onlookers' discussions, Ye Jing saw Guan Xilin wield his broadsword and sweep it across to sever the head of a mercenary. Blood splashed on the ground. The frightened commoners around them covered their eyes and screamed.
"Aah!"
"Hiss!"
The screams were mixed with the cultivators' gasps. They were shocked to see this terrifying man whose body was bursting with battle intent.
His decisive skill, strong battle intent, and terrifying breath brought them an intense shock visually. Could this man resist those nine men single-handedly?
