Red light flared on all sides, and sword winds sliced through the void.
Li Qingyun's eyes were cold and sharp. His purple robe snapped in the wind as he stepped out through the rings. A streak of crimson light in his hand merely swept lightly, yet the vast black-earth region was immediately shrouded in dazzling red radiance.
Clang!
A thread of red light flashed past Bai Yutian, followed by an ear-splitting collision. The meat-grinder-like conical Dao artifact was sent flying down at an angle.
"Thank you for saving my life, Master..."
Still reeling from the fright, Bai Yutian ignored the searing pain and hurried behind Li Qingyun, thanking him repeatedly.
At the same time, great swathes of red light swept around the Superior Clan disciple!
"Who are you, Your Excellency? I am a disciple of the Sky-Devouring Roc Clan..."
Sensing the terrifying killing intent within the red light, the Superior Clan disciple was horrified. He immediately drove his strength to its limit, sending rings of vast halos rippling out around him to reinforce his protective divine light.
At the same time, he tried to call back the conical Dao artifact for defense, but with a thought, he realized it was already too late.
That streak of red light had actually cut cracks into the cone artifact.
The discovery filled this Superior Clan disciple with shock and terror. This was merely Wild Mayfly Land No. 8, and near the riverbank at that. Where had such a terrifying Shore Reaching Realm expert come from?
Especially since the other party seemed to be holding a sword weapon steeped in murderous intent!
Unable to retrieve the cone artifact, the Sky-Devouring Roc Clan Heavenly Lord felt alarm bells ringing wildly in his heart. Instinctively, he crossed both arms before his head.
Swish!
The red light