Chapter 1521: Not Taking a Single Thread

"What is the cultivation level of the High Priest?"

Li Xiaobai asked.

"Pinnacle of Divine Passage Realm, not yet in the Immortal Gods Realm, a lowly ant grasping half-baked Rule Power."

A voice from Liu Jinshui echoed in his mind.

"Quietly expand your domain to take down these people; they are a well-trained team."

"Understood!"

Li Xiaobai began to open the forty-ninth battlefield, ensuring not to alarm them, as a desolate aura gradually spread from the outskirts inwards, bit by bit covering the area.

In the sky above, the two groups were still confronting each other, completely unaware of the unusual situation unfolding below.

On top of the city, Chen Yuan's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

The pressure from the High Priest of the Sky Blade Sect was overwhelming; it was truly walking on a knife's edge. Neither Li Xiaobai nor the High Priest were opponents he could resist.