"Heavenly Venerate!"
Even though Di Hai's face remained invisible and his casual indifference went unheard, not only was malice black as ink, but his intent to strike and kill the Three Sages was unquestionably clear—Yang's strength spoke for itself!
Among all the demons on the battlefield, only Yang Tian during the Mahayana Period possessed the power to independently take down celestial fairies!
The others merely lingered. Yang Tian had been struck.
After all, countless reconstruction spells had held up against the Kangkou Three Immortals' assault until now. Suddenly, the spikes protruding from the Three Immortals' bodies were astonishingly peculiar and intensely vivid!
Such is the nature of demons—the cultivated fields of mortals are inevitably the same.
As Yang's palm brushed aside the fragrant haze of green smoke, confronting the mounting pressure, the scattered celestial fairies exclaimed in awe, "Maya!"
