The five guardians of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain besieging Bai Wentai have decent strength among the Immortal Venerables, yet in the sealed space of the Great Demon Seal Suppression Technique, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The madness in their eyes has subsided, replaced by terror.
"What's going on?"
"What kind of spell is this? Who is that person, why is his power so terrifying?" The eyes of the five are all fixed on Jing Yan, clothed in a black robe.
When Jing Yan flew over earlier, they didn't regard him seriously at all, thinking that Jing Yan at most was at the Immortal Rhythm Level. Even if Jing Yan was a cultivator at the Immortal Venerable Realm, they didn't see him as a significant threat.
But once Jing Yan made his move, they realized the problem was severe.
"Break!" The five guardians of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, in panic, tried desperately to break the seal of the Great Demon Seal Suppression Technique.
