Although the Masked Man's strength had been exposed as being at the Deity Transformation Realm,
everyone still had no hope for him.
After all, he was facing a several-thousand-year-old monster who had long been notorious throughout the world—a cultivator at the Integration stage.
On the path of cultivation, even the gap between minor stages was as vast as heaven and earth, let alone the difference of an entire major realm.
Moreover, the further one advanced, the more obvious the disparity in strength between stages became.
A Deity Transformation cultivator facing an Integration cultivator could do nothing but cling to life.
The only difference between them was that he could use two more skills and struggle a little before dying.
Hadn't everyone seen how the Masked Man's sneak attack just now had barely injured Saint Ancestor Yuan Sha?
Therefore, everyone concluded that the Masked Man was certain to lose.
And he had even angered Saint Ancestor Yuan Sha. The consequence of losing would certainly be death.
To avoid being caught in the crossfire, the cultivators in the city scattered and fled, leaving the city behind.
This was no joke. When an Integration cultivator attacked, the power was enough to destroy heaven and earth. A mere city would turn to dust with a casual wave of the hand.
If they didn't run, they would be in trouble once they were caught in the aftermath. They had no intention of becoming the next unlucky victims.
The City Lord's residence.
Tang San looked at the city where an earth-shaking battle was about to erupt and said thoughtfully to the subordinate beside him, "Zhao Si, how long have you been following me?"
"City Lord, I only started following you last month."
"Oh, has it been that long? You really understand me, then. You're very" serious