As for the elite army of one million that remained, although their cultivations were not weak, there was no one who was able to defeat Chu Feng. As he held the Asura Ghost Axe, he was starting a huge massacre.
If that continued, before they could break through the World Spirit Guild’s Spirit Formation, the elite army that the five powers gathered would be destroyed by Chu Feng alone.
In that situation, Jie Xingpeng had no other choice. He grimaced, raised his head at the sky, and howled,
“Ancestor save me!!”