No one had expected that such a powerful group would be completely unable to withstand even a single exchange before Randeng.
The power of a quasi-saint truly crushed the entire field. No one could match him.
"Humph!"
Li Jing snorted. "He is only relying on his higher cultivation realm. What is there to boast about?"
"Ah, you two!"
Shen Gongbao looked utterly helpless. "This is not the time to talk about that. We need to find a way to save our fellow disciples from the Interception Sect!"
Yet in such a situation, no one had any idea how to rescue the Interception Sect members.
"What are we supposed to do now?"
Shen Gongbao sighed repeatedly. He had invited Zhao Gongming here himself. If Zhao Gongming perished here, would Sect Master Tongtian tear a living man apart?
At this moment, Randeng controlled the situation on the field. He was in no hurry to strike, merely watching the Interception Sect members with an amused expression.
"Well? My martial nephews?"
"What do you think of Martial Uncle Randeng's return gift? Are you ready to admit defeat?"
"Humph!"
Even while suppressed, Zhao Gongming still held his head high.
"You are nothing but a bully preying on the weak. Shameless!"
As he spoke, he connected with his magic treasure and activated the Sea Calming Pearls, attempting to break free from Randeng's control.
"Trifling tricks!"
Randeng shouted lightly and swept out a hand, directly drawing the Sea Calming Pearls into his grasp.
"Still, this of yours is quite a fine treasure."
"I shall keep it safe for you, Martial Nephew!"
The greed in Randeng's eyes was impossible to conceal, filling Zhao Gongming with grief and indignation.
However, they were simply no match for Randeng. No matter how furious they were now, there was nothing they could