Lei Ting watched as the Wind Pool Valley disciples were utterly annihilated before his eyes. The Thunder Devils who had been so arrogant and fierce moments ago now stood like withered stumps, their faces drawn and lifeless.0

They huddled together, their ferocity entirely gone, seething with frustration.0

No matter how much rage burned in their hearts, they could only swallow it now.0

Lei Ting, whose talents nearly matched an 8-Star Diva, had high hopes of reaching the Eighth Baptism Realm someday. But at this moment, gazing upon the proud Feng Yao before him, it felt as if 1,000 knives were slicing his heart.0

"We're leaving!" Lei Ting growled, suppressing all his fury as he prepared to retreat.0

"Who said you could leave?" Feng Yao arched an eyebrow and sneered.0

Lei Ting led over a dozen Thunder Devil disciples, striding forward without a backward glance, his anger simmering.0

After a few steps, the green pledge above his head projected a line of text. 0

「Defend the Extreme Yin Star.」0

Seeing...0