Immortal Lord Xuanmiao!
When the hundreds of cultivators around Li Ya heard the other party call himself someone from the Heavenly Court—and an Immortal Lord at that—all of them were pleasantly surprised. They rose one after another, their gazes fixed tightly on Immortal Lord Xuanmiao within the blazing light, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Immortals and gods, in the hearts of cultivators, might not be merciful enough, but they still had their own responsibilities—especially when it came to fighting evil demons.
Since ancient times, immortals and gods had never shown mercy when battling Heavenly Demons from beyond the realm. This was also why the Three Thousand Great Worlds still yearned to become immortals; throughout the mortal world, incense offerings to immortals and gods could be found everywhere.
The mysterious evil demon holding several hundred cultivators in his hand did not answer. He raised his left hand, and billowing demonic qi appeared out of nowhere, churning without end before finally condensing into a long weapon that looked very much like a spear—except the spearhead resembled the head and neck of some vicious beast, terrifying to behold.
All the cultivators sensed that a great battle was about to erupt. Even the Yellow-Robed Elder at the Hengtian Golden Immortal Realm held his breath and focused his mind.
Immortal Lord Xuanmiao walked over from within the Heavenly Dao's blazing light, his aura rising without stop, making the dark void reveal a twisted purple-red scene.
Even while suppressed in the evil demon's palm, the cultivators could feel Immortal Lord Xuanmiao's mighty aura. It was not even inferior to that evil demon's.
Li Ya was so shocked that he stared with his mouth agape.
Immortal Lord Xuanmiao's figure overlapped with the Li Xuanmiao in his memories. The two of them were of the same clan; it