The Primitive Sphere was a vast land, almost boundless, and occupied more than half of the universe.
Bu Fang was hovering in midair, watching the battle in the distance. It was a battle between a Soul Demon and a Saint of the Great Path of the Primitive Universe. Fierce energy fluctuations shook heaven and earth, sand and rocks kept shooting in all directions, the ground was covered with cracks, and the sky had become dark.
The battle was far away from the human city, so it did not cause any casualties. However, the Saint of the Great Path was at a disadvantage. If he was defeated, the Soul Overlord would certainly rush into the city and kill those innocent people and shed blood like water.
The Saint of the Great Path had only just broken through and was not very strong. So was the Soul Demon. Perhaps it was because the Great Path of the Primitive Universe was perfect that the number of Soul Overlords, which was supposed to be limited to only seven, was increasing steadily here.
