At that moment, the immense pressure revealed by the seven people from Black Fiend Island had clearly surpassed that of Peak Core Formation cultivators. Even the late Core Formation cultivator displayed an astonishing state.
Faced with these seven extraordinarily strange cultivators, even the four Buddhist disciples of Tianming were deeply shocked. Whether the sect's formation could stop the enemy's attack was something that left all four of them greatly hesitant.
Naturally, the crowd would not remain locked in confrontation for long. After a brief hesitation, the old man surnamed Zhai stopped delaying. With a movement of his body, he became like a streak of red lightning. In a flash, he appeared dozens of meters before the Black Fiend Island cultivator with whom he had previously been fighting, moving more than several times faster than usual.
"Hmph. I heard long ago of the might of Black Fiend Island's Demon Fiend Art. Today, though this old man is lacking in ability, I will seek instruction from you face-to-face and see just how powerful the Demon Beast Art truly is."
Hearing the old man surnamed Zhai's words, the wolf-headed, human-bodied figure across from him also let out a cold snort. As his wolf jaws opened and closed, he replied icily, "Since you're seeking death on your own, this old man will use my methods to send you on your way first."
As the Black Fiend Island cultivator's voice fell, the tall wolf-headed, human-bodied figure threw back his head and let out a beastly howl. A tremendous sound wave that seized the soul surged from the monster toward the old man surnamed Zhai ahead. Even Qin Fengming, who was invisible two hundred meters away, instantly felt his mind tremble violently, while his sea of consciousness churned wildly. If his divine sense had not been