Rakshasa Holy Temple, bustling and lively, filled with an active atmosphere.
Aside from a few people who are frantically training, most have already exited seclusion.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Above the Rakshasa Holy Temple, intense fighting sounds echoed, and the space trembled fiercely as waves of violent energy ripples rolled over successively.
The spectators cheered excitedly, immensely delighted.
"The master can't beat the disciple." At the palace rooftop, Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, watching the battle between Yang Meier and Ye Jianying.
In the battle, Yang Meier's strength is slightly stronger than Ye Jianying's. They seem evenly matched, yet Yang Meier can suppress Ye Jianying's sword moves.
Feng Wuchen's arrival went unnoticed by Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang.
