Lord Yan's Fury, Immortal Alliance Envoy

In but an instant.

Two curved, blood-colored ox horns sprouted from Xu Bai's head, and a pitch-black iron rod condensed in her hand.

"Yan God?"

The Black Tortoise King cried out in terror.

Yan God had very few followers, and they were almost all peerless beauties. He was immensely powerful; after slaughtering an entire clan or exterminating a sect, he would leave behind the most beautiful one as his slave.

More often than not, within a few days, she would be tortured to death by him.

Nanling Dao and Baiyue Dao had long wanted to purge this band of madmen, but Yan God's Main Body was hidden too deeply. After several sweeps, they had found nothing and instead lost quite a few men.

Unless the Main Body was killed, massacres would continue to occur, plunging the major provinces into unrest and leaving the people panic-stricken.

Cold sweat streamed down the Black Tortoise King's face. With his cultivation, if he faced this incarnation of Yan God, he would undoubtedly die.

Had several great generals under the Regent not been here to give him some confidence, he would probably have turned tail and fled at once.

Lord Yan's Incarnation opened her eyes, filled with madness and abandon. A tyrannical aura swept across the scene, and an immense pressure made everyone's breathing hitch.

"Interesting. You two are Chu Jiang's trusted subordinates? Your strength is not bad. I like you. This god happens to be short two slaves. If you submit, you may live."

"As for the rest of you, this god grants you the honor of becoming food for a god." Lord Yan curled his lips upward, his face brimming with wild laughter.

The Black Tortoise King and the others' expressions changed, and a chill ran through them. That demon's smile truly made