"Fang Sheng, fight me!"
The moment Ning Fan arrived, a heavy aura force appeared which felt as if a torrential mountain rain was about to fall upon the entire cloud mountain.
All the cultivators near the cloud mountain regardless of cultivation level felt difficulties in breathing. All of them were unable to withstand Ning Fan's forceful aura force.
Yu Chong Er looked up at the sea of clouds and stared at the white-robed young man who stood above the ancient golden sword.
At this moment, Ning Fan was no longer his usual easygoing self. His eyes contained a stubborn determination – the determination to wipe out the eight palaces!
Ning Fan's current state was similar to the time where he engaged in a bloody battle in the Blood Dragon Pool, powerful and formidable!
"Did White-Robed Marquis come to fight against the palace lords of the other eight palaces to comprehend the rain steles or to establish his might...?" Yu Bai spoke while contemplating.
