At this moment, even the waters of the Grand Canal seemed to surge more fiercely, rumbling with deep, thunderous roars.
Before the formation between heaven and earth had fully descended, two more members of the Black Skull Sect had died.
Ye Jinghu had not brought his Spirit Beasts. After all, his Thunder Peng, Thunder Tiger, and Thunder Flood Dragon had all been acquired by the family. If danger arose, having all three Spirit Beasts with him would have been of no use.
If there was no danger, he was confident that even an ordinary Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator would be unable to do anything to him.
Thus, he had left all three Spirit Beasts in Celestial Pivot Prefecture.
His expression was exceptionally solemn. When Array Flags finally appeared in the void once more, he swept up the Jade Union Sect's spirit boat and charged straight to one side.
His lightning arts came with lightning evasion, making his escape speed far greater than that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators. And though he wore a loose lightning robe, beneath his skin, layer upon layer of lightning patterns spread across his body. He was already in the state of commanding the Thunder Flood Dragon.
His escape speed was therefore even more astonishing.
The only pity was that he had yet to break through to the Golden Core Middle Stage. In truth, after all these years of constant battles, his strength had long been sufficient for such a breakthrough. He simply had not had the time to enter seclusion.
Otherwise, he would not have feared even late-stage golden core cultivators, or even Golden Core Peak cultivators, in the slightest.
"Ye Jinghu, submit obediently and reveal the secrets of your Ye Family. This seat may spare your life!" At that moment, an arrogant, hoarse