With a muffled thud, the war fortress descended, striking the ground and kicking up towering clouds of dust. The earth cracked and collapsed as an endless mist of blood surged into the sky!
This blood mist coalesced into a figure standing five or six meters tall. It was clad in armor, possessing a burly physique and an overbearing aura like that of an ancient war god. A majestic presence emanated outward, instantly causing the surrounding temperature to rise severalfold. This figure was unmistakably a martial artist at the Nascent Soul Stage!
"So, the Shen Clan has finally found a backer?" Qin Heng's brows lifted slightly as he regarded the figure with interest. "Are you here to support them?"
"That's right!" The Shen Clan's Nascent Soul expert stepped forward, his body gradually solidifying into a towering, burly man clad in blood-red heavy armor. His gaze was ferocious as he spoke in a cold voice, "You annihilated the Shen Clan. I, of the Shen Clan, challenge you to a duel!"
