Xiao Heng and the others tore through space. When they set foot on East Dragon Island and saw the utterly tragic battlefield, the severed limbs scattered across the ground, their eyes filled with shock.
"Who are you?"
"It's Hei Qing and the others! Attack! Kill them...!"
The moment they entered Dragon Island, several experts immediately noticed them. The energy fluctuations around those people were clearly at the Dou Zun level, and three of them were even above the ninth star of Dou Zun.
As the shout fell, those people, along with several Ancient Void Dragons, launched an attack at once. Xiao Heng swept his sleeve, and countless streaks of Sword Qi surged forth like an overwhelming tide, clearing everything within ten thousand meters—including the dragons attacking him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang...!"
Explosions rang out. The earth split apart, blood fell like rain, and human and dragon corpses crashed to the ground. Severed limbs littered the area, creating an incomparably gruesome sight.
Seeing this, Hei Qing glanced at Xiao Heng. Elder Zhu Li spoke as well. "Head for the Dragon Hall first...!"
Xiao Heng nodded, but before the words had even faded, more dragons noticed them. Furious shouts rang out, followed by a ceaseless barrage of attacks.
Before Xiao Heng could act, the experts of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan stepped forward on their own. Surging Dou Qi gathered into a colossal serpent a thousand zhang long. The enormous energy python coiled its body before Xiao Heng and the others, blocking every attack. Only after doing so did it stretch out again. One of the Half Saint elders said, "Clan Leader, Mr. Xiao Heng, leave these minor matters to us!"
"Mm." Yao Ming nodded. He had not brought many experts, but there were still two Half Saints among them, while most