"Hahahahaha...
You bunch of clay chickens and straw dogs, come fight me for three hundred rounds!
Hahahahahaha..."
Wan Junming gripped the azure-blue, enhanced Gatling Gun with both hands, his finger clamped tightly on the trigger as he sprayed the enemies opposite him with wild gunfire.
Blue flames poured from the muzzle with a relentless rat-tat-tat, like a roaring fire dragon swallowing his enemies.
He faced more than three hundred disciples alone, yet showed not a trace of fear.
His firepower was so overwhelming that he single-handedly pinned down all those enemies, providing his teammates with immensely powerful covering fire.
This Gatling Gun was an extraordinarily powerful weapon he had redeemed from the system, and it granted Cao Yan combat power far beyond ordinary men.
With this divine weapon, he had seized many precious opportunities in the Secret Realm, and his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.
At just sixteen, Wan Junming had already reached the Great Perfection of the Body Integration Realm, making him as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns among his peers.
Not only was he powerful, but he was also the leader of this group of Clearwind Sect disciples, revered by them all.
At that moment, Wan Junming basked in unrivaled glory, his reputation soaring.
An arrogant, domineering expression filled his face, as though he had absolute confidence in his strength.
However, Li Ming of the Corpse Puppet Sect was furious at his behavior.
"Wan Junming, if you have the guts, come to the outskirts and fight me one-on-one!"
His face twisted with rage, Li Ming controlled more than a dozen puppets, repeatedly trying to stop Cao Yan from using the Gatling Gun and break his absolute suppression of the disciples.
More than a hundred Corpse Puppet Sect disciples and another hundred-plus Misty Sect