One warrior held the pass, and ten thousand could not break through.
Li Wan'er stood quietly on the Rainbow Bridge alone, bringing the Demonic Cult's mighty warriors to a halt.
"Ghost King, I spared your life at Liupo Mountain, yet you still dared to come stir up trouble in Qingyun? You went out of your way to seek your own doom!"
Wan Renwang said nothing, but Poison God sneered, "Take our lives? A mere junior like you?
"What a joke. Heh, if Wan Jianyi were here, I'd run as far as I could."
Yuyangzi sneered as well. "Well said! Today, we'll wipe out Qingyun and vent our damned frustration over being hunted down by Wan Jianyi all those years ago."
By then, Daoxuan had arrived with the others, his expression grave as he looked at the Demonic Cult forces.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Not far away, the cries of battle grew louder and louder as Qingyun Disciples continued to fall.
Qingyun Mountain, usually like an immortal paradise, was now shrouded in bloodshed, a vision of hell.
Suddenly, an invocation of the Buddha rang out. Master Puhong declared, "The Heavenly Sound Temple stands ready to help Qingyun resist the enemy. Evil cannot triumph over good. Sect Leader Daoxuan, do not worry."
Overjoyed, Reverend Daoxuan replied, "Today, we shall join forces against the enemy. We must eradicate these fiends!"
Just then, Li Xun and the others from the Incense Valley also stepped forward.
Poison God sneered. "A hundred years ago, our holy cult lost, but today, we will wash Qingyun in blood!"
Rumble!
The five peerless Demonic Cult warriors launched their attacks, scattering the Qingyun Sect's elders and disciples. In moments, blood flowed like a river.
Yuyangzi shouted even more arrogantly, "Daoxuan, you old bastard! If you don't want to die, hand over