A battle involving the Fifth Realm: Heart Core was absolutely beyond anyone present.
Even watching the fight was difficult.
All they could do was wait and avoid getting in Lu Mian's way.
At Zhao Xishan's words, helplessness flickered in Zhang Hongfei's eyes.
In this dark, chaotic age, strength really does decide everything.
Zhang Hongfei murmured inwardly.
"I think a ten-mile radius is still far too cautious."
"City Guard, heed my command! Expand the perimeter to thirty miles and evacuate every civilian!"
Zhao Xishan's voice was grave.
Minimizing civilian casualties was the only thing he could do now.
Soon.
Every member of the City Guard sprang into action, organizing the evacuation of nearby residents.
After its collapse, the Four Seas Tavern had been reduced to rubble.
Two figures slowly rose from the ruins.
"Lu Mian... are you human or a ghost...?"
"This is absolutely not power someone at your current realm should possess."
Blood seeped from the corners of Man Sen's mouth, and his gaze turned cold.
A sunken, charred fist mark marred his chest, still hissing with black smoke.
But as a physical cultivator at the Fifth Realm: Heart Core, Man Sen would not die from an injury like this.
"That only proves how narrow your horizons are."
Lu Mian shook his head slightly.
A huge chunk of flesh had been torn from his chest.
Now his blood vessels writhed furiously as new flesh kept growing.
Lu Mian had been eagerly anticipating this fight.
This was his first true battle against a top expert at the Fifth Realm: Heart Core.
This time, Nangong Zheyue was not beside him to help.
He had to rely entirely on himself.
"I refuse to believe it."
"That I can't take down a mere Chief Seat of the Sunflame Daoist Grounds!"
Three elders of