This scene once again drew everyone's attention.
The gazes of the dozen or so Great Demons of the Buddhist Sect involuntarily shifted away from Gong Qiulan and toward the distance.
Seeing how Venerable White Horse had dismissed everyone earlier, they had thought the venerable truly possessed some trump card capable of turning the tables.
But now, it seemed he had simply gone off alone to take a beating!
With no time to spare for further thought, they hurriedly refocused on the fox demon before them.
They had to kill this fox demon first.
Then, with the foundation of their dozen-plus Roaming Void Sea cultivators formed into an array, they could surely and steadily suppress and kill that female cultivator of the Flowing Cinnabar Realm!
"Fairy Gong, prepare to meet your end!"
He Laosi's face twisted savagely. The surging golden light in his hand proclaimed the full foundation of this Roaming Void Sea Great Demon.
As demons of the Buddhist Sect, without exception, they cultivated methods that tempered the fleshly body.
Moreover, sustained by the Buddhist Sect, the means at their disposal were far beyond those rustic demons of a backwater like Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds.
It was only because one or two of them... were fucking freak exceptions that things had become this miserable.
But—
Even freak exceptions—
could not withstand an absolute advantage in numbers!
As golden light flowed, the many demons all pounced at Gong Qiulan, carrying terrifying pressure with them.
Facing the Great Demons charging in beneath golden radiance, Gong Qiulan's expression did not change.
Having clawed and scrambled her way to where she was today in Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds, she naturally understood how to assess the situation better than anyone.
Still, what made her feel faintly wistful was that... this was