"What exactly is Obsidian Martial Arts Hall trying to do?"
"With such a huge army, are they planning to counterattack Smiling Skull?"
"Are they seriously planning to wipe out this Smiling Skull stronghold?"
The people of Mist Mountain Domain City stared at the two Sky Battleships and hundreds of Flying Transport Vehicles approaching, each of them deeply shaken.
Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's Gray-robed Disciples had already become famous across the four domains. It could be said that every faction in the four domains knew that Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's Gray-robed Disciples could transform, and that Bone Forging Realm disciples could battle Blood Condensation Realm experts.
Over a thousand Bone Forging Realm disciples were equivalent to over a thousand Blood Condensation Realm experts.
Mist Mountain Domain City could certainly produce that number of Blood Condensation Realm experts, but no one there had ever truly witnessed a grand scene of a thousand Blood Condensation Realm experts gathered together. At most, they had only seen records left behind from the great Monster Tide several decades ago.
Meanwhile, within Smiling Skull's stronghold, it was not only the people of Mist Mountain Domain City who were dumbstruck. Even the Smiling Skull members inside had their mouths hanging wide open.
"Damn it! Didn't the four great domain cities say that the matter between us and Obsidian Martial Arts Hall was over? What are they doing here?" At the temporary stronghold, a middle-aged Mountain Tribe man over six meters tall, the leader among them, watched the Obsidian army draw closer and closer as sweat streamed uncontrollably down his forehead.
As one of Smiling Skull's Seven Guardians, Baze the Immovable had always been stationed at the temporary stronghold outside the Forbidden Zone. Although he had not participated in the previous great battle, he knew that as long as