When Disaster Strikes, Everyone Flees

"Turns out, are the disciples of Lanyan Royal School all this powerful?"

Looking at the terrifying fire giant sword on the battlefield, Zhan Tu's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.

Before coming to Chengtian World, he had heard from the previous Beast Clan Holy Son, Batu, that every disciple of Lanyan Royal School was extremely strong.

At first, he thought Batu was just trying to flatter others, diminishing his own prestige.

He believed Batu must have lost to Lanyan Royal School, so he praised their disciples to save face and make his own defeat seem less embarrassing.

Zhan Tu had always thought this way.

Since coming to Chengtian World, he had never faced any significant resistance.

When he arrived at Cloudy Sky City, he easily took it over.

He wanted to form a faction to counter Lanyan Royal School, and it was easy to establish the Anti-Heaven League.

Even recruiting Divine Realm experts went much smoother than expected.