"Just keep moving forward."
The middle-aged man, with his back to Mo Wangchen, spoke indifferently as he uttered these words.
"Kill!"
Mo Wangchen didn't hesitate; with a deep shout, he fully drew the Divine Bow, leading Wu Lingfeng and the others as they surged forward once again.
Behind them, the middle-aged man clashed with a Peak of Saint Venerable warrior from Min Huan, and their frightening collision made the atmosphere of the entire battlefield even more frenetic.
The sounds of slaughter echoed through the skies, rolling back and forth. By now, nearly a thousand people had joined Mo Wangchen's team. Like a sharp arrow, they advanced unstoppably. Wherever they passed, mounds of corpses and seas of blood formed, and Min Huan Practitioners fell in their wake.
"Their target... is the transfer gate... Heavenly Gang... Are they trying to end this battle..."