Chapter 247: Why Does the Senior Laugh?

Outside Nether City, within a remote mountain ravine, a wave of fluctuation shook, and soon after, a faceless person emerged.

"Great Venerable, in the end, it was I who had the upper hand."

He glanced from afar at Wushan, enveloped in a fantastical and bizarre scene, and chuckled lightly.

A contest between two third-rank strong people had turned the entire Wushan into a dangerous place. If not for the protection constantly offered by the Great Venerable's Cosmic Light Divine Ability, the headquarters of the Devil God Sect atop the mountain, as well as the cultivators there, would have been crushed by the shockwaves.

The only one likely to survive was Ying Zhao, the fourth-rank soldier guarding Wushan.

But with the Divine Ability of the Great Venerable in play, it was a different story.

One might fear that, by the end of this battle, even the plants and trees atop Wushan would remain unharmed, and the dome that had been lifted away would return to its former position.