At the same time!
Inland, within a certain cultivation nation...
A streak of flowing light slashed across the sky!
Before long, that lightning-fast streak of flowing light descended before a long, slanting rift valley.
The Spirit Light vanished.
A warship exuding a terrifying aura emerged from the void.
Then, from within the warship hovering in midair, one afterimage after another shot out, appearing in the air.
Immediately afterward, a hoarse voice rang out.
"This is Yin Corpse Valley?"
An Old Man clad in plain robes stared at the fissure before him, shrouded beneath thick dark clouds, and asked indifferently.
At his words.
Behind the plain-robed Old Man, among the black-robed Mortal Cultivators radiating Golden Core pressure, one black-robed Mortal Cultivator suppressed the terror in his heart and cautiously said:
"Reporting to you, my lord, if the intelligence is correct!
Beneath the fissure lies the sect grounds of Yin Corpse Valley."
"Since this is Yin Corpse Valley, why have you not hurried to announce our arrival!
Must I announce it myself?"
Without warning, Black Robe True Lord flicked his sleeve...
A fierce force swept forth, blasting toward that Golden Core demonic cultivator.
The next moment.
Before the Golden Core demonic cultivator could react, he was sent flying by that terrifying force.
Bang!
The Golden Core cultivator crashed heavily to the ground.
With a pfft.
A jet of blood spurted from his throat.
In an instant, the demonic cultivator's face turned deathly pale, as though he had suffered an extremely grave internal injury.
After sweeping a cold gaze over him, Black Robe True Lord said indifferently:
"Trash!"
At this, the Golden Core demonic cultivator clutched his chest, endured the agonizing pain surging through his body, and struggled to his feet, lowering his head as he said:
"Thank you, my lord, for showing