The remaining matters became quite simple. Present here were nearly all of Tang Sect's elite forces, and there were not many experts left in the mountain gate, only some old, weak, sick, and disabled.
It was impossible for them to withstand two Dan Realm Masters, in addition to more than ten Reach Profound Martial Artists and nearly eighty Martial Artists below Gang Condensation. For the rest, it was basically a massacre.
With twenty percent of the profits as a reward, those Jianghu Martial Artists were exceptionally hardworking, striking fiercely as if... no... they indeed intended to eliminate all the remnants of Tang Sect!
Standing atop a mountain peak, Chen Yuan gazed down at the fray below; he seemed to be overlooking it, yet there was a deep confusion in his eyes!
This question had actually occurred to him quite early on, but only now did he seriously and systematically think about it.
This mysterious Martial Arts World, what exactly was its relation to his previous life?
