Similar scenes unfolded simultaneously among the various ancient sects and factions within the Yaoguang Domain.
「In a certain place.」
It was an ordinary market town. The protective formation was breached, and a horde of the Demon Race burst in, biting and slaughtering. Sinister laughter and agonized screams echoed as Demonic Qi filled the air.
"Help!"
"Someone save us!"
"..."
A group of heavily wounded cultivators lay on the ground, watching in despair as the Demonic Beasts drew closer.
Just then, a sword light illuminated the wilderness. A Flying Sword streaked in from the distance. It was unstoppable, and in the blink of an eye, it slaughtered every Demonic Beast in the area before soaring back into the sky.
The cultivators watched the departing sword light and saw a carriage drawn by a Spirit Beast streaking away like a long rainbow.
"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives!"
"Thank you, senior!"
"We are eternally grateful..."
