"You still dare say you're not an evil demon?"
The majestic giant slowly lifted the Outer Path Demonic Ring and looked down at the Kunlun Immortal Mansion beneath his feet.
The vast Kunlun Mountain Range had been forcibly split in two by that blow from the Outer Path Demonic Ring, though regrettably, it had not struck the core of the Kunlun Immortal Mansion.
At the instant the Outer Path Demonic Ring came crashing down, an invisible force seemed to have caused its trajectory to deviate slightly.
There was no doubt that someone else within Kunlun Prefecture had acted, unwilling to let him destroy this immortal mansion.
Yet this person had not intercepted Yang An's attack. Jiang Daozhan's body had already been driven deep beneath the mountain range, even shattering the earth for miles around.
The onlookers had all been stunned dumb. Mountain Lord Jiang Daozhan's appearance had originally thrilled them; he was a Mahayana cultivator, a legendary figure found only within the Kunlun Immortal Mansion.
But in the blink of an eye, Jiang Daozhan had changed into something else, brimming with wickedness and strangeness. Where was the heroic bearing of Kunlun Prefecture's Mountain Lord now?
They had fled far away. Even a slight brush with the aftermath would leave them grievously wounded in an instant. Having witnessed Yang An's power, no one wanted to be that fool with a screw loose.
Though the immortal mansion had issued its orders, preserving one's life was still the most important thing.
Who among them had not cultivated for centuries or millennia? The more advanced their cultivation became, the more they cherished their lives. Otherwise, if centuries of cultivation were destroyed in a single day, there would not even be a place to regret it.
The earth trembled, and the massive mountain range shuddered