Faced with the chance to survive, the surviving members of the Sword Gang were incredibly tempted.
To be able to live on, who would choose death?
Bang!
However, just as they were about to step off the arena, the void exploded, revealing a gleaming fist mark, piercing the sky, leaving a hole in the Tian Gang Earth Evil formation.
Everyone was slightly startled, looking up to see five figures flying in the sky from the distance, their expressions icy, resembling eternal icebergs.
These five were all dressed in splendid attire, their aura majestic like the heavens.
Strands of Dao force wrapped around them, radiating with vibrant light, covering the universe.
One among them maintained the posture of throwing a punch, the Dao of fist power pulsating—clearly, it was this person who had just punched through the Tian Gang Earth Evil formation.
"Seeking death!"
Song Jiang roared angrily, killing intent surging.
