Above Yin Yang Island, the killing aura of the Three Saints of Heavenly Wing converged, taking the shape of a Flood Dragon, while the killing aura of the Yin Yang Saints combined into that of a great Roc.
In the sky above Yin Yang Island, a flood dragon and a roc clashed fiercely, their forms changing as their dreadful killing intent radiated in all directions.
Wherever that horrific aura passed, every living being on Yin Yang Island was so terrified that they went limp, collapsing to the ground.
In the violent clash of auras, the atmosphere grew unbearably tense.
The thousands of martial artists on Yin Yang Island spontaneously formed a battle formation, their bodies flickering with spiritual power, their energies beginning to rapidly coalesce.
"Hmph, do you think our Heavenly Wing Island was made to be easily frightened?"
"Next time won't be like this. Do you plan to annihilate us, or are you here to besiege us?"
