Jiekong Temple stood deep within a desolate wasteland.
At this moment, demon mist billowed between heaven and earth, and Blood-colored Thunder flashed.
Rolling Killing Intent surged in from all directions like a tidal wave!
The solitary Jiekong Temple was like an isolated island besieged by raging seas; thunder roiled as scarlet arcs of lightning flashed and leaped without cease.
Wave after wave of figures arrived from every direction.
There were vicious birds spanning a thousand zhang, their wings spread wide as they carried groups of cultivators.
Brilliant Sword Qi rainbows soared into the sky, carrying groups of feather-robed Daoists with Dao swords strapped to their backs as they broke through the air.
There were White Jade Elephants as massive as mountain ranges, crushing the void beneath their feet and bearing groups of Demon Cultivators resembling barbarian gods, their demon aura shaking heaven and earth.
Beyond that, many more terrifying figures emerged amid the surging thunderclouds, standing in different directions and looking down at Jiekong Temple below.
At a glance, powerful figures stood thick as a forest, blanketing heaven and earth!
"Demon Cultivators, Demon Cultivators, witches, sword cultivators, Chan Cultivators, Ghost cultivators... Heavens, isn't this lineup far too terrifying?"
"With things as they are, how could the Temple Master possibly have a living path?"
"Forget it. We'd best withdraw early. These troubled waters are not something we can meddle in. Once we get caught up in them, our lives will be over!"
Some figures below the World King Realm had come after hearing the news, intending to watch the excitement.
But when they witnessed this terrifying sight, chills ran through their bodies and souls. They withdrew at once, not daring to linger.
Even the World Kings' hearts trembled, their expressions grave.
The central figures present were the departed spirits!
There were