"There's no point saying all this now. Come on! I'd love to see how impressive the Divine Sky Sect really is!" The old man was filled with rage, shooting straight up.
It seemed he was ready to charge up and take down the Sect Leader Shen Ji of the Divine Sky Sect, even though he couldn't defeat them. At least, we couldn't lose that fiery spirit...
"Hmph!" came a cold snort. "What do you think you are! This is no place for your arrogance!"
At the same time, Shen Wuji, the Peak Master of Piaomiao Peak, the First Peak of the Divine Sky Sect, shouted loudly. His eyes glaring, he suddenly thrust a palm forward. Instantly, a massive surge of energy swept toward the old man and his group like an overwhelming tide.
"And what do you think you are?" Jia Zhenjing sneered, shattering the wave of energy with a mere gesture.
Immediately, two massive metallic wings appeared behind him, surrounded by layers of black demonic qi, slowly rising as if he were the Demon God ruling this world.
