At the moment, it was already night.
Under the cloak of the night, Thunder God Shrine loomed in and out of visibility in the moonlight.
Lin Dong floated mid-air, his figure stretched out a long shadow under the moonlight.
His gaze pierced through the darkness, staring at the Yinghua Country martial artists ahead.
Previously, there were thirteen thousand in number.
Now, it has sharply reduced by two thousand.
They were all killed by the ten Earth Realm martial artists controlled by Lin Dong.
Cold light flickered in Lin Dong's eyes, continuing to control them, slaughtering more Yinghua Country martial artists.
For a moment, the ranks of Yinghua Country martial artists fell into chaos.
They looked in horror at their comrades suddenly turning against them, at a loss.
The sound of clashing swords and blades, screams, and shouts rose and fell, turning the entire battlefield into a purgatory on earth.
