"Great Mahayana-stage bean soldiers. Not bad. With these two, our defenses are even stronger," Ximen Yao said with a smile, letting out a soft breath.
Ximen Laijun nodded. "That's right! Even if the Devil Race comes knocking, we'll be able to handle them."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tremendous rumble rang out. Ximen Laijun's expression darkened. Had his jinxing really come true? The Devil Race had actually come knocking?
Ximen Yao's expression turned grim. The Devil Race's attack at a time like this was no good at all. Hopefully, they were only here to harass them and Mo Yunzi wasn't leading the attack. Otherwise, they would be in trouble.
"Come with me to meet the enemy," Ximen Yao said gravely.
She shot into the sky at tremendous speed.
Ximen Longting and the others hurried after her.
In the pitch-black starry sky, a black-glowing flying boat hung among the stars. Mo Yunzi and the others stood on its deck, their expressions solemn.
"Let's attack together. We'll finish this quickly," Mo Yunzi ordered. He summoned the Immortal Slaying Saber and poured in his magic power. The saber erupted with dazzling spiritual light, and a blade aura several zhang long surged from it. He swung it at the void near a Cultivation Star in the distance.
A blade cry that pierced the eardrums rang out. The void shuddered and twisted as a ten-thousand-zhang blade aura swept forth, cleaving toward the Cultivation Star with the force to destroy heaven and earth.
The Blood Ancestor and the others cast their spells one after another, attacking the Ximen Family's stronghold.
For a time, booms rang out without end, shock waves surged like a tide, and dazzling spell light engulfed the Cultivation Star.
"Mo Yunzi, so it really is you! Do you truly think