In the main hall, three pairs of eyes watched the white point collide with five black points. In less than twenty breaths, the five black points vanished one after another, leaving only the white point flashing continuously.
All three felt their eyelids twitch. Han Zheyue hurriedly raised her hand and pressed it against her Battlefield Mark, urgently sending out a message. Soon, nearly ten black points split off from several peaks near where the white point had stopped and gathered in that direction.
The woman was clearly furious. No one knew where a Tier Four had popped out from, but he had run into the rear of the Tai Luo Sect and taken down one of their mountain peaks. It was practically a slap across the face.
Though they did not know how he had done it, he had fought five alone and killed all five in such a short time. Clearly, he was no ordinary man.
But that was, after all, a mountain peak occupied by the Tai Luo Sect. It was easy enough to mobilize people to surround and eliminate him.
The other party had most likely already been injured. If he dared linger there for even a moment, he would surely meet a miserable end!
Tang Wu lifted his eyes to glance at her but did not interfere. There was no point in interfering. Everyone had Battlefield Marks, making communication extremely convenient, and with people constantly coming and going in the hall, any news would continually spread outside.
The three Tier Nine cultivators were stationed here not merely to ensure that the Dragon Spring Gathering proceeded smoothly, but also to interfere with and direct it to a necessary extent.
Still, it was somewhat regrettable. This Tier Four had entered Hundred Peaks Mountain from the wrong direction. Had