Liu Xuanjian narrowed his eyes as he looked in that direction.
In the distance, Demon Clouds seemed to sweep in, carrying a chilling aura of slaughter as they appeared ahead.
It was an army clad in silver armor. Black Battle Intent roared like a flood, and faintly, sinister Demonic Qi seeped out.
The entire army stood silently in the sky, its terrifying demonic might not to be underestimated.
"Hehe, the Silver Mist Guard of the Silver Mist Palace? Why do they seem somewhat different from the rumors?" Liu Xuanjian said with narrowed eyes as he looked at the silver armor army before him.
No matter how he looked at it, this army resembled a demon army.
"I had long heard that the Dragon Might Sect's Three Thousand Dragon Guards were extraordinary. Seeing them today, the rumors do have some truth to them." Lin Langtian's figure flashed into view above the Silver Mist Guard. Looking at Liu Xuanjian in his green robe, he spoke indifferently.
"You must be the Silver Mist Palace's new commander, Lin Langtian?"
Liu Xuanjian stared at Lin Langtian and slowly said, "I heard that the Myriad Demon Gate was destroyed some time ago, that Old Demon Geng escaped with serious injuries, and even the Myriad Demon Legion was defeated by your hand?"
Lin Langtian smiled. He glanced at the Blazing Fire Guard, whose formation was in disarray nearby, and said, "Commander Liu, with war raging everywhere, I think you should take your men and leave first."
"Hehe, are you trying to save them?" Liu Xuanjian's smile was teasing. Then, the green halberd in his hand locked onto Lin Langtian from afar as he said with a grin.
"You can save them if you wish, but I'm afraid you might end up getting yourself dragged down with them."