Bai Yang looked around. These Universe Masters were all extremely powerful.
The weakest were probably at the peak of the fourth tier. Most had reached the fifth tier, even the peak of the fifth tier.
Sixth-tier experts were everywhere as well. North Wind, for instance, was enveloped in gray light.
As the Wild Plains Tribe's most important descendant in this operation, he had been equipped with a supreme true treasure battle armor, giving him sixth-tier strength.
In mere moments, the battlefield was filled with flying flesh and blood.
There were not only casualties from the hostile red-light camp, but plenty from their own yellow-light camp as well.
Bai Yang split his focus in two, killing enemies while taking the opportunity to collect the spoils.