ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
A torrent of roars tore through the sky as Ye Wushuang's figure was swallowed by the beast horde.
The earth trembled. In the air, terrifying pillars of light shot toward Wangtianya, their destructive Demon Power striking fear into the hearts of the disciples.
They could only imagine that if hit by one of those pillars of light, they would be instantly reduced to a bloody pulp!
Anx Shijie watched as Ye Wushuang was overwhelmed, a cold sneer on his face. With three or four Seventh and Eighth-Level Demon Beasts charging in, he didn't believe Ye Wushuang had the slightest chance of survival.
"Elders, with me! We'll block these attacks and wait for the Sect's powerhouses to arrive." Pulling his gaze away, Anx Shijie shouted to the other Elders.
