"It's real... It's all real..."
"Borderless... has defied the heavens..."
On the other side, several Rogue Cultivators who had come together were even more frightened, their faces deathly pale.
"Just now... what was that roar? Even from this far away, my soul was trembling!"
"That sculpture in Lu Chen's arms! What kind of monster is that? One roar crippled seven or eight Primordial Realm experts!"
"Hiss—! How terrifying! If that monster roared again, wouldn't even those of us watching be caught in the disaster?"
"Quick! Retreat farther! It's not safe here!"
The group hurriedly retreated another hundred thousand li.
Yet their eyes remained glued to the battlefield, unable to tear themselves away.
A slaughter of this level might not be seen even once in a million years!
If they missed it, they would regret it for the rest of their lives!
"That makes thirteen..."
A slightly bolder cultivator counted in a trembling voice.
He had personally watched a Devil Race powerhouse with a heaven-shaking aura get cleaved in two by Lu Chen's sword, devil blood spraying across the sky.
The Devil Race powerhouse's dying scream could be heard clearly even from hundreds of thousands of li away.
"Fourteen..."
Another Demon Race powerhouse had his skull smashed apart by Sun Wukong's cudgel, his Demon Soul scattered by the Golden Cudgel.
"Fifteen..."
"Sixteen..."
The number kept climbing.
Meanwhile, fewer and fewer figures were fleeing across the sky.
Every time one disappeared, the hearts of these spectators trembled with it.
"How ruthless... Borderless is too ruthless..."
"They aren't letting a single one go... They're trying to wipe them all out!"
"Nonsense! When those Primordial Realm experts surrounded Borderless just now, weren't they trying to wipe them out too? Now it's their turn to be killed. Who else can they blame?"
"That's true... But