"Who dares trespass into my Spirit Clan?"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Upon hearing Liu Yun's voice, the Spirit Clan's elders and supreme experts above the Chess Manipulation Realm appeared in the air one after another, confronting Liu Yun.
"Who are you? You barged into our Spirit Clan without cause and dared spout such wild nonsense. You truly don't know the meaning of death!"
A Red-Haired Old Man glared arrogantly at Liu Yun in the air.
Liu Yun sneered. No longer bothering with nonsense, he waved his hand and cast a spell. With a bang, before the Red-Haired Old Man could even defend himself, he turned into a cloud of blood mist, his soul utterly destroyed.
"Courting death!"
Seeing this, the Spirit Clan's supreme experts launched attacks against Liu Yun one after another. They were utterly brainless villains, blind to the other party's strength.
The outcome was already clear. Amid explosions in the sky, only blood mist fell like blood rain.
Below, the Spirit Clan disciples looking up at the sky were dumbfounded. Once they came to their senses, they scattered in terror.
Liu Yun immediately summoned the Liu Yun Sword and instantly unleashed countless sword shadows empowered by divine power.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! They shot downward, piercing through everything below.
"Ahhh!"
Miserable screams rang out one after another.
Moments later, the entire Spirit Clan was strewn with corpses and left in ruins.
Only trembling old people, women, and children remained within the Spirit Clan.
Liu Yun descended with Lian Luan in his arms. He first swept his gaze over the old people, women, and children huddled on the ground, then turned to Lian Luan.
"Beloved Consort, whether they live or die is up to you."
Lian Luan glared furiously at the old people, women, and children. Thinking of her own Lotus