Carson Flores grinned, showing no fear, and his eyes burned with intense fighting spirit instead.
He hadn't fought with all his strength for a long time, to the point that he wasn't even sure what level his combat power was at; now seemed like a good opportunity.
The people from the Hundred Demons Sect had come in numbers, but most were True Immortals and Golden Immortals, with about four having the strength of Heavenly Immortals.
Carson Flores stared at the few people blocking his way, who were provocative and smug in their gaze, casually revealing the Dragon Chant Sword.
"Do you think that stopping me means everything will be fine?"
"Naive!"
"The most important thing is, can you really stop me?"
A soaring Sword Intent suddenly rose from Carson Flores, and he coldly shouted, "Sister Zi Yun, save them!"
