Gathering Resources Again, Pressure from Little Immortal Saint

At the moment he fainted, he was automatically teleported out of the circle of light.

The spear radiance of Divine Four Form had yet to finish unleashing, and the remaining streaks of spear light crashed toward the other Peak Transcendence Realm martial artists like falling meteors.

Each strike landed true. The instant the spear radiance neared one of them, terrifying spear force erupted and swept across those nearby.

Boom!

Vast ripples of spear radiance spread outward with Su Yuan at their center. The remaining seven Peak Transcendence Realm martial artists were not spared, all of them struck by the spear radiance of Divine Four Form.

They fell to the ground in unison, forcing themselves to keep their heads raised as they looked at Su Yuan. In the end, unable to withstand their severe injuries, they were teleported out of the circles of light.

At the same time, Saint Ning Ran was the only one left in his circle of light. Blood mist filled the surroundings as he stood alone, like a terrifying god of slaughter.

On Su Yuan's side, he raised his eyes and swept his gaze over the remaining Transcendence Realm, High Tier martial artists.

The few of them exchanged looks, then sighed helplessly and chose to leave the circles of light on their own.

There was no fighting this. There was simply no fighting this.

This newcomer was far too monstrously powerful. Without reaching Peak Transcendence Realm, they had no ability to fight him at all.

Even nine Peak Transcendence Realm martial artists joining forces had failed to do anything to him. There was no point in them remaining here.

Su Yuan looked around. He was the only person left inside the circle of light.

The circle of light vanished. Su Yuan arrived beneath the Pureheart Earth Star