"Hold on! I've already contacted Lord An Ping. Lord An Ping will be here soon!"
A Devil Race powerhouse being crushed by Fu Juedai struggled bitterly against her attacks, praying inwardly for Jiang Ping An to arrive and support them.
Beside him, someone resisted the attacks with immortal arts while gritting his teeth. "You shouldn't have told Lord An Ping that the enemy was the strongest Earth Immortal of the Yin Yang Divine Hall. If it were you, would you come knowing you had to face such a dangerous opponent?"
Hearing this, the several Earth Immortals who were barely holding on revealed looks of despair.
That was right. Lord An Ping was powerful, but he was not a fool.
If they were dealing with ordinary Earth Immortals, Lord An Ping might have stepped in to help.
But facing the Yin Yang Divine Hall's strongest Earth Immortal—any fool knew how dangerous that would be.
For the sake of safety, no normal person would come.
"Are we going to fall here?"
Watching Fu Juedai's invincible power sweep through everything, the many Devil Race powerhouses wore expressions of despair.
Possessing the Taiyin Saint Emperor Body, Fu Juedai was like heaven and earth's favored daughter, the natural bane of their Devil Race.
Before this woman, the immortal arts they used could not display much power at all. Sooner or later, they would be suppressed and killed by her.
Just then, a star from the Star Sea suddenly shot over from afar at tremendous speed, smashing toward Fu Juedai.
"Paltry tricks."
Fu Juedai immediately sensed it. She raised the hand behind her back and casually waved it, sending a giant sword formed from Extreme Yin Power sweeping forward.
The star was sliced directly in two, revealing a pitch-black skeleton.
The several Devil Race powerhouses who