At the same time.
Before a majestic Ten Thousand Zhang Divine Mountain.
Crumbled walls and broken ruins, ancient and weathered.
Wisps of gray mist permeated the air, carrying an eerie aura as they gradually merged into this stretch of heaven and earth.
Yet in such a strange place, numerous Heavenly Pride Disciples had gathered.
Their expressions were grave, and some even stared in terror toward a certain direction.
Several beautiful women in particular looked exceedingly disheveled.
Mottled bloodstains stained their gauze dresses, and their auras were somewhat unstable, as though they had just experienced a fierce battle.
Directly before them stood a young man dressed in black.
His gaze was indifferent, his left hand held behind his back. A blazing ball of fire burned in his right hand.
Its heat seemed capable of shattering and warping even the void; once touched by it, one would turn to ashes in an instant.
He was Li Han, the Young Sect Master of the Returning Unity Sect.
"Fairies of Flower Thousand Valley, why struggle so bitterly? If you surrender without resistance, you may yet be spared much suffering." A mocking curl lifted at Li Han's lips.
Not long ago, they had encountered Li Han.
A dispute had arisen over the ruins, and a great battle had broken out.
"Damn it! Li Han's strength far exceeds our expectations."
"This time, us sisters may truly be facing disaster."
The leading Fairy of Flower Thousand Valley was named Bai Qiluo. She was one of the Twelve Fairies of Flower Thousand Valley, ranked seventh. Her expression was solemn, and she was clearly deeply wary.
Li Han, on the other hand, was alone, yet his formidable strength was enough to crush them.
Moreover, after their previous battle, he was somehow still in peak condition.
"This is your final