In Tianren River Valley, one brutal battle after another was raging in succession.
Far too many teams had fallen here from Tianren Bridge in the last round.
One after another.
Team after team.
And there were plenty of hotheaded fools among them.
They died, revived at the bridge, then kept fighting after reviving.
Waterspouts, sandstorms, the Eye of the Yin God, the black Buddha...
Countless flashes of blade light and Sword Qi, accompanied by all kinds of earth-shaking Skills, continuously echoed through Tianren River Valley.
At that moment, Zhong Yi and the other two were lying prone in a patch of grass above a ravine west of Tianren City, secretly observing the situation below.
"So this was what it felt like to be the team that killed us last round..."
Zhou Yue happily rubbed his chin.
The feeling of watching tigers fight from atop the mountain was truly refreshing!
They only had to wait for the battle below to reach its end. Faced with a group of battered survivors with incomplete health and no ultimate moves, the situation would be utterly one-sided!
Just as Zhong Yi had said when introducing the tactic:
A guaranteed victory!
"Senior Brother Zhong, when are we going down? I can't wait anymore!"
Mu Yawen rubbed her fists together, her energy having nowhere to go. Excitedly, she drew her broadsword and slashed at the enormous waterwheel beside her.
With one slash, the waterwheel swayed.
Fortunately, the teams below were fighting fiercely, artillery fire blazing across the sky, and no one noticed the disturbance.
"Shh... Don't move around! It'll be bad if we're discovered!"
Zhong Yi made a silencing gesture and pulled Mu Yawen back.
At that moment, more than a dozen black Soul Mounds were piled across the floor of Tianren River Valley.
After several consecutive