Ruins Sea.
Nine Layers Land Ruins.
A new storm has already appeared, how can we stop moving forward.
"Luo Yan, Thunder God, Demon Cave Swordsman, Heart-Pulling Old Demon, Lady Sword, Eagle Claw King, Taixuzi, Demon Monk!"
"Yishan Daoist is already the ninth one!"
Yan Chuan looked at the task, long since numb.
He is now uninterested in any military merit or heavy treasure, more absorbed in the martial arts lecture.
As time flies by, and with the earth-shattering movements here at Nine Layers Land, more and more High Rank Divine Generals gather, already exceeding four hundred thousand. This is Yan Chuan's most precious wealth, his true benefit.
Therefore.
Yan Chuan rarely kills; facing the attacks of endless High Rank Divine Generals from all directions, he simply evades constantly, having "Wave Riding Micro Steps" at his disposal, Yan Chuan is at ease, his movement technique ever-changing.
