The Black-Whiskered Dragon should not have come to the Chiqing Realm this early.
Yet after all these years, the other side had shown no reaction whatsoever even when its True Immortals were killed—either it could not intervene, or it simply lacked the ability to do so and could only make its subordinates retreat back to their lair.
Under such circumstances, if the Black-Whiskered Dragon wanted to complete its mission and slaughter those True Immortals, it could only come knocking in person.
"What can trash like this possibly do to me?"
The Black-Whiskered Dragon muttered under its breath.
Before its words had faded, countless purple-black tentacles violently pierced into the void, punching through layer upon layer of space and aiming straight for the Taihao Sacred Dynasty's grand formation!
The low-level cultivators outside the formation did not even count as shrimp in its eyes. They were not worth its personal attention.
In an instant, thousands upon thousands of tentacles surrounded the Taihao Sacred Dynasty, smashing through several layers of the Heaven Concealing Array's barriers in succession and destroying dozens of mountains and buildings.
The formation reacted a little too slowly. Only several breaths later did it fully activate, barely holding back the tentacles.
The True Immortals emerged from seclusion one after another. Facing the terrifying, tide-like mass of tentacles, they unleashed their divine abilities—
Apart from the handful of people like Gan Zi and Zhan Xuan, the full-force attacks of the other True Immortals could not even break the tentacles' skin!
"What kind of Demonic Beast is this?"
Gan Zi, Hundred Swords, and the others were aghast.
They could not sever even a single tentacle with all their strength, yet such tentacles blanketed the sky—there were far more than a million of them!
"Black-Whiskered Dragon!" Zhan Xuan was widely experienced and recognized