"Madam, don't come over!"

On the city wall, Chen Yuan Shi, hearing Jiang Xuan's transmission, tightly gripped her sword, staring at the two figures clashing in the open space. She understood that if she intervened, it would only cause trouble for Jiang Xuan, forcing him to divide his attention to protect her.

"Tribulation-level combat?"

"They’re too fast! Who are they?"

"Only Tribulation cultivators can generate such terrifying auras."

The Black Armor Guards and Demon Hunter Guards observed intently.

The gap between Tribulation and congenital cultivators was immense, and most congenital cultivators could hardly even see the figures fighting. It was still the dead of night, and under the dim moonlight, the scene was blurry. However, even in the most intense battles, there were occasional pauses.