Wang Ming furrowed his brow, startled and muttering, "To think there's a third party reaping the profits!"
Inside the God King's main hall,
Zhao Yun alone was brutally suppressing the four Genesis God Sons. If not for the potent medicinal pills they carried from their sects, they would have long since been beaten apart by Zhao Yun, losing all ability to resist.
Facing Wang Ming, Celestial Demon Senran could be said to have squeezed out every last drop of his potential just to barely maintain a non-losing position.
Right as both battlegrounds plunged into a fierce, white-hot stalemate, those rogue cultivators inside the ancient city collectively charged into the God King's main hall.
Their target was then clearly defined as they rushed straight into the God King's Inheritance Space.
Wang Ming felt little emotion toward these rogue cultivators acting like moths to a flame.
Scanning across them, their basic cultivation levels were mostly at the Mortal Realm Seventh or Eighth Layers, so naturally Wang Ming and Zhao Yun had no intention of paying them any mind.
Yet right at that moment, a great white shark surged out from among the pack of small fry.
The cultivation aura emanating from his body actually reached the Divine Realm Fourth Layer.
That person's cultivation was originally not far off from Wang Ming and Zhao Yun's, and taking advantage of Wang Ming's battle with others, he seized an opening and dashed into the God King's Inheritance Space in a split second.
"Bang!!"
Shanyuan was blasted flying by the domineering and thick innate true qi surrounding Zhao Yun's body, slamming against the pillar of the divine hall. A five-meter-long stream of blood instantly spewed from his mouth as his complexion paled in a split second, countless bones within his body shattering who knew how