Panting... Panting...
Intense panting sounds emitted from Qin Guanbao's mouth.
The Old Family Master felt exhausted and wanted to stop and rest.
But he couldn't!
It wasn't that he was unwilling; rather, the colossal battle behind him filled him with a sense of endless crisis.
With his current Dao cultivation, he couldn't even think about joining the fight, let alone getting close— he felt the danger of perishing, so all he wanted at this moment was to get as far away from the battlefield as possible.
As he fled rapidly, he cursed inwardly.
Hadn't they said this world was already conquered? How could suddenly so many powerful beings emerge?
Seeing how each move they made could cause mountains to collapse and rivers to sever, ice locking thousands of miles away— it was truly terrifying!
Had he not sensed something was amiss and escaped in time, he would now probably have been frozen into an ice sculpture by the aftershocks of a spell!
