"Ha! Is this the level of disciples from the first-rate Immortal Sect of the Yellow Cloud World? They're so weak, just like trash!"
"With just this little strength, wanting to kill us is truly overestimating themselves. Just die!" high in the sky, a demon race member spoke fiercely, his lips curling into a mocking smirk.
It was as if, in their eyes, the disciples of each Immortal Sect were merely ants that could be crushed at will.
Rumble!
In the next moment, terrifying power surged out from within them, crushing towards the disciples of the Immortal Sects.
Even the surrounding void could not withstand this power, collapsing and shattering.
"No! I don't want to die!"
"Someone save us!" The disciples of the Immortal Sects cried out in despair.
Swish, swish, swish!
Just then, streaks of yellow sword aura suddenly tore through the void, appearing in front of the demon race.
The sword aura carried a terrifying gravity, as if it could crush everything.
