"Who is it?!"
Shouts of rebuke rang out, and the Lich Clan acted as though facing a formidable enemy.
Fang Ming and the others gave no reply, striking decisively.
Mo Zi charged straight at Wu Hen, who was in a weakened state, gathering streams of dark divine abilities.
With a flip of her palm, heaven and earth darkened, and everything was swallowed by darkness.
On the other side, Fang Ming brought forth the Flowing Water Divine Sword and stopped Wu Yan.
Yue Cheng held an Ancient Lamp, moonlit ripples spreading outward as they swept toward Wu Nian.
In the blink of an eye, three Nine-Tribulation Rulers of the Lich Clan had been targeted.
Wu Yan and the other two were utterly enraged. They had only just dealt with Ghost Dragon's group and spent considerable strength breaking through the barrier around the sword fruit.
Yet at this crucial moment, another group had suddenly emerged—the mantis stalked the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it!
The remaining Lich Clan members were about to step forward to help when an Other Shore Ancient Bridge descended from the void to suppress them. The Yellow Springs River surged forth, cutting off their path.
Mu Qing wore a crane-feather cloak, with a starry sky emerging behind him. Starlight flickered around him, lending him an extraordinary and lofty bearing.
"Sorry, but I'm your opponent." Mu Qing smiled faintly as the power of the starry sky within him erupted.
A wave of pressure enveloped them, forcing several Lich Clan members to retreat repeatedly.
"Just you? A mere Six-Tribulation Ruler?" One Lich Clan member sneered, his face full of disdain.
There were six Lich Clan members in total. Two were Lich powerhouses who had crossed the Endless Lightning Tribulation, while the remaining four possessed strength around that of Five-Tribulation