Within the light screen, hundreds of thousands of Immortals clash fiercely.
An unprecedented chaotic battle, intensely underway.
Outside the light screen, spectators stared unblinkingly at it, focused on their friends and family, feeling either anxious, excited, nervous, or thrilled...
Everyone's expressions varied, but those like Zi Xia and Ying Xi, who were watching Ying Yue, had their hearts in their throats. The move by the One-horned Azure-Scaled Wingman is very sinister; Thunder God and Dragon God fell for this move and met such an end. Ying Yue must not fall for it.
"Worrying unnecessarily!"
Louke sneered upon seeing this: "Who is Ying Yue? There are quite a few Cosmic Gods who died at his hands; a mere Immortal cannot do anything to him."
Everyone was slightly stunned, suddenly understanding, and a sense of relaxation washed over them. Their concern had indeed jumbled their thoughts, making them forget even this.
