Zhuo Bufan wore golden battle armor, a Crimson Great Sword in his right hand and a Black Jade Shield clenched in his left. He held the line alone, barring ten thousand foes, driving more than a dozen people back again and again.
These dozen or so opponents were no ordinary God Core Realm Early Stage gods. They were all standouts among those of the same realm, and many were even leading figures of small sects.
Yet before Zhuo Bufan, they were dimmed into obscurity, like mere passersby.
Zhuo Bufan was just like his name—exceptional beyond compare.
Suddenly, countless divine rune lights rose around Zhuo Bufan, enveloping him.
The next moment, a pitch-black barrier formed around him, sealing off the surrounding space.
The dozen or so gods besieging Zhuo Bufan were first stunned, then quickly guessed what was happening.
It was likely that assassins from the alliance had pulled him into the barrier, intending to assassinate him.
Everyone knew that the alliance had placed a bounty on Zhuo Bufan. Whoever successfully assassinated him would receive at least ten thousand Contribution Points.
Many had accepted the mission, but no one had succeeded so far.
As they watched the black barrier before them, the eyes of these God Core Realm Early Stage gods filled with anticipation.
They all hoped the assassination of Zhuo Bufan would succeed.
Only then could their God Core Realm Early Stage battlefield know peace.
Zhuo Bufan was far too terrifying. He was simply not someone they could handle. Only those monstrous geniuses of the Lan Clan Royal Family might possibly contend with him.
But the royal family's direct descendants rarely appeared on the battlefield. Their goal was to become even stronger.
The dozen or so gods consciously guarded the perimeter of the barrier, preventing anyone else from coming to