Tianmiao descended from the Phoenix's back and flew towards the mountain peak.
Ye Chenfeng immediately pursued through Sword Flight, with Jie Wenzhan closely following. The leaders of the major sects exchanged glances and all followed suit.
When Tianmiao reached the peak, she glanced at the slowly opening Demon Gate and sensed the presence of the Demon Clan hiding behind it, afraid to move. She smiled disdainfully. The Demon Clan still remained unlikable. At least most of them did.
Tianmiao said nothing, gently waving her hand, as a pearl-sized white light flew out from her palm. This light, though small, was incredibly dazzling, as if it could pierce the firmament. The white light directly entered the Demon Gate.
