"Impudent! How dare you..."
The guardian shouted angrily, then turned and ran back the way he had come.
But the Daoist was faster. With a flick of his sleeve, he shot after him. "You lackeys of the Demon Palace! Where do you think you're going?"
Dozens of figures surged forward almost simultaneously, surrounding the guardian. The ones with faint divine light shimmering around them flew fastest—except for Daoist Ming.
An Yang was among the first to soar into the sky, but he watched one figure after another overtake him. Looking ahead, he saw the filthy Daoist had already caught up with the guardian.
With a bang, the Daoist and the guardian collided.
An Yang had no idea how the Daoist could fly so fast, but he was clearly no match for the guardian in combat. On top of that, he had spent so many years imprisoned in the dungeon. Though he had plenty of fight left in him, the guardian struck him down into the sea in their first hard clash.
With a bang, a huge splash erupted across the water!
But the others who had been freed had already joined the battle.
None of them could likely defeat a guardian of the Eternal Life Demon Palace in a one-on-one fight, but they weren't afraid of dying. They were consumed by hatred for the Eternal Life Demon Palace, and every one of them fought with ferocious determination!
Dozens of figures quickly surrounded the guardian.
An Yang's injuries weren't too serious, nothing like those of the people who had been pierced through by chains for decades. Now, he took the lead in the fight.
Daoist Ming burst out of the sea with a splash, coughing up a mouthful of blood. Then he traced a Yin Yang fish in the air with