"Li Xuancang, do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand?"
Li Xuancang's blatant targeting immediately drove the Barbarians and the Grassland people into a frenzy.
Their eyes were bloodshot, their pupils dilated as they glared furiously at Li Xuancang.
Their killing intent nearly solidified into substance, joining together as it bore down upon Li Xuancang.
"Boom!"
Li Xuancang refused to be outdone. A heaven-shaking aura surged from the ground, clashing against the enemy's killing intent.
Flying sand and rolling stones filled the surroundings, forming an energy storm that swept in every direction.
All the various factions watched eagerly for a good show. They wished for Li Xuancang, the Grassland people, and the Barbarians to fight until both sides perished, so they could reap the fisherman's profit.
To them, both the Grassland people and the Barbarians were powerful and brutal opponents. If Li Xuancang could eliminate them beforehand, every faction would be delighted.
"Li Xuancang, you're ruthless. This isn't over."
Dongfang Xiong, Langya, and the others gritted their teeth, their fists cracking as they clenched them. In the end, they still forced down the fury in their hearts.
The other factions had already decided to stand by and watch. If they fought Li Xuancang to the death, the outcome would be uncertain.
Li Xuancang was not alone. Duanmu Lei's people stood behind him. Even if they won, they would suffer devastating losses and lose the strength to compete for the secret realm's opportunities.
After weighing the pros and cons, they decided to swallow their anger for now.
When the Grassland people and Barbarians backed down, the various factions were greatly disappointed.
Li Xuancang did not continue attacking either. This was not yet the best time to make a move.
With Li Xuancang's deterrence, the various factions became