Five days later, in the dead of night.
The sky was filled with stars, the silver moon hanging like a disc.
In the moonlight, seven figures flew through the air, looking down at the Duan Family estate below.
These people were dressed the same, all in white robes, but with different patterns, some with plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, others with landscapes and flowers, exuding an air of elegance.
However, the aura they carried was far from elegant, for the very air around them twisted with each of their breaths.
The cultivation of these seven was all at the Divine Separation Stage.
This force was enough to wipe out any known faction on the surface.
"Big Brother, that Qin Yi dares to capture Zhantian. Let's go down and destroy the Duan Family, leave no one alive."
"That's right, some kid from the Mortal World, flaunting the Four Guardian Gods, actually dares to oppose us, truly courting death."
