Before the words had even faded, anger and pride had gone to the heads of the warriors from the Four Great Hunting Groups.
The hunting group leader's eyes turned fierce. He waved a hand and barked, "Charge! I'd like to see who dares stop the Four Great Hunting Groups on this Icefield!"
Forty elite Lower Sages unleashed their Saint Power together. Radiance of every color soared skyward, and flashes of blades and swords wove into an assault that filled the air, hurtling toward the Transmission Herald and the dynasty warriors under his command!
Trusting in their numbers, they thought nothing of the handful of people before them. All they wanted was to break through, find Li Yun, and make an example of him.
The Transmission Herald's face turned icy, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.
"You don't know when to quit. If you insist on seeking death, I'll oblige!"
The Saint Power of a Middle Sage erupted around him. Pale-gold Saint Essence gathered into a colossal palm that blotted out the sky. Obscure runes were etched across it, and it came crashing down upon the hunting groups with the force to suppress all things!
This strike was a Peerless Art the Through-Ancient Dynasty granted to certain important subordinates. It far surpassed an ordinary Middle Sage's techniques. He had opened with a killing blow and held nothing back!
Boom!
The giant palm fell. Shockwaves swept in every direction, blasting snow and ice into the air.
The hunting group warriors had no time to defend themselves. Seven or eight in the front ranks vanished beneath the palm. Before they could even scream, violent Saint Power crushed their bodies, spraying blood across the white snow in a glaring stain!
Seven died in an instant. The remaining warriors turned deathly pale and froze