That time, there was a light wall where there were inscriptions of tactical formations. That cyan and silver strength of Qi knocked on the wall and after a violent tremor, there was not the slightest leak of energy.
The battle had finally ceased and quietened down.
Dust and pebbles rolled down gradually.
When the dust had settled, everything in the collapsed tavern could finally be seen in a new light. Scores of pebbles and dirt had accumulated by the side of where the tavern was. Relying on Ding Hao's Chinese inscriptions on the wall, the walls seemed to have reorganized and rebuilt themselves. Where the tavern once was, the ground had levelled and there seemed to be no sign left of the rubble. All the young masters, including Ding Hao, were still silently sitting at their own respe
