The Divine Supreme – Chapter 1452

Only after Remus had walked far into the distance did the icy tension in the arena ease ever so slightly.

The sacred land disciples shared glances, each yearning to voice their thoughts yet rendered speechless as if their spirits had been harshly shaken and their souls quivering. They found themselves unable to settle their turmoil.

The Monington disciples collectively bowed their heads toward Marc's fallen body on the ground, struggling to understand how he could have been defeated by a mere Golden Stage cultivator.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence, saying, "We can't let this grudge slide so easily. For thousands of years in Monington Sacred Land, it has always been the Monington disciples pressing down on the Sacred Land disciples!"

"When have sacred land disciples ever oppressed us? Without exacting blood-for-blood retribution, we, the disciples of Monington, will lose all honor!"