Above the Black Nightmare Mountains, gray clouds swirled like a vortex. From deep within the mountains came a hair-raising crunching sound—the Shadow of the Abyss devouring the remnants of the Shadow Pavilion. The Shadow Pavilion members who had managed to escape scattered like stray dogs, only to be completely surrounded by Tianshan Sect disciples who had been lying in wait.
Ling Xiao stood in mid-air, the golden eye between his brows scanning the battlefield. "Forty-eight people in total from the Shadow Pavilion, including the Vice Pavilion Master, Great Protector, and elders, with cultivations ranging from the Nine-Turn Tribulation Realm to the God Sovereign Realm (Great Perfection)."
He turned to Ling Zan and said, "There's no need for you to strike in this battle. Let the disciples gain some real combat experience."
Chapter 420