By the time Zhang Xiaohao rushed to the headquarters, behind him had unexpectedly gathered three to four hundred Black Guards.
A towering mountain range, like a giant sword plunging into the heavens, grand and majestic, was filled with supreme power.
Tens of thousands of troops, centered around the mountains, were fiercely fighting each other.
The shouts and the deafening noises shattered the sky.
Among them,
the battle of the top ten fighting groups was the most intense, with the remaining nine Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters of the White Tiger Sect headquarters, and the elder group, confronting the Squad Leaders and Vice Leaders of the thirty-three branches.
With every gesture, they unleashed tremendous power.
Around them, there were no troops from either side to be seen.
The rest of the troops were centered around the Black Gold Gate at the base of the mountains, engaging in fierce combat.
