On Golden Gull Star, across a vast, boundless grassland, large numbers of Demonic Dao Cultivators fled in every direction. Countless corpses lay on the ground. A thunderous boom came from high above, and a blood-soaked head fell from the sky, landing on the ground. It was Madam Jade Lotus's head.
Yang Guobin descended from the sky, his expression indifferent. With the cooperation of Li Xuan, Immortal Herb Palace, and other local forces in the Tianlan Star Domain, they had launched a direct assault on the Demonic Dao's stronghold on Golden Gull Star and slain several formidable enemies.
"Those who surrender will be spared. Those who stubbornly resist will meet this fate." Yang Guobin's voice was not loud, yet it carried a thousand miles.
The Demonic Dao Cultivators paid him no heed and fled in every direction.
Yang Guobin's expression turned cold. With a flip of his hand, he took out a palm-sized crimson array plate. A flame pattern adorned its surface. He sent a spell seal into the plate, and the flame pattern immediately shone brightly.
Rumble!
A deafening roar came from high above. Giant Fireballs, each as large as a house, tore through the sky and crashed down upon the fleeing Demonic Dao Cultivators.
The Yang Family was renowned throughout the Cultivation World for its formations. If these people escaped, it would be a disgrace to the Yang Family.
Explosions rang out one after another, followed by cries of agony.
"We surrender! We surrender! Spare us, Senior Yang!" Large numbers of Cultivators begged for mercy one after another and stopped fleeing.
"I'll say it only once. You're only thinking of surrendering now? Too late." Yang Guobin's expression was cold.
In his eyes, these low-level Cultivators were no more than ants. How could he care about their lives? They had