Seven Star Island, Seven Giants

The clouds hung very low, as if no more than a thousand zhang above their heads, pressing down until people could hardly breathe.

Then a bolt of azure lightning tore across the sky and slammed hard into the horde of demons.

The demon beast struck by it turned into gray smoke, its soul scattered and its spirit dispersed. Yet its fall did not make the companions beside it show the slightest fear. They still charged forward, fierce and unafraid of death.

But this was only the beginning...

The clouds churned without end. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred bolts of lightning as thick as a child's arm poured down from within.

Demon beasts were constantly electrocuted into gray smoke, and the Mystic Phoenix Sect cultivators beamed with delight, unable to help celebrating as if dusting off their caps for promotion.

But they were a little too happy, too soon.

From the distance came a shrill cry filled with shock and fury. The demon beasts raised their heads and each displayed their own divine abilities. Some spat beams of multicolored light from their mouths, some released their innate demon fire, and others used secret arts beyond imagination.

For a time, attacks fell dense as raindrops, wildly bombarding the clouds overhead.

The spell of a single second-rank Demon Race member was nothing much, but when tens of thousands attacked together, the stacked effect reached a horrifying degree. Even a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage would absolutely not dare meet that edge head-on.

Rumble!

A dull explosion rang in their ears. The clouds had actually been forcibly blasted apart.

The cultivators' cheers were stuffed back into their throats. They looked around in horror, but Core Condensation Realm experts like Tang Feng remained calm and steady. The