Outer Sea, above Luoxia Abyss.
Li Xuanyi and Qu Bai stood in midair. A dozen or so figures faced them from not far away, all renowned Demon Emperors from Leiyuan Sea.
Though Li Xuanyi's side had only two people, neither showed the slightest fear in the face of so many powerful Nascent Soul Demon Emperors. Their expressions remained calm and composed.
The three Demon Suppressing Swords circling them radiated wave after wave of powerful pressure.
They showed no fear whatsoever, nor were they oppressed by the opposing side's aura.
The many Demon Emperors opposite them had a clear glint of ferocity in their eyes, yet none stepped forward to provoke their opponents. They merely stood where they were, staring intently at them.
Just as both sides confronted each other in midair,
two streaks of escaping light suddenly tore through the sky above their heads and descended, stopping directly in the battleground between them.
The escaping light swiftly dissipated, revealing two figures.
Within the spiritual light on the left stood a robed man, his body shrouded in green mist. He exuded a powerful pressure far surpassing that of every cultivator present.
On the other side was an ordinary-looking man in azure robes, gripping a Golden Greatsword in his hand.
"Ancestor!"
"Husband!"
Upon seeing the two men descend, Li Xuanyi and the many Demon Emperors opposing her, who had been locked in confrontation, could not help crying out.
The robed man swept his gaze over the many Demon Emperors behind him and raised a hand, directly stopping them.
Then his gaze swiftly shifted to Song Qingming in the distance, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"It has been a thousand years since this old man last exchanged blows with a fellow human cultivator. I never expected the Eastern Phoenix