"Ah!"
Of the three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the great demonic sects, Di Sanshun, the last one remaining, let out a miserable scream. He abandoned the Thousand Baleful Banner outright and was about to turn into a streak of light to flee far away.
It was not that he had lost his will to fight. Aaron's performance had simply been too monstrous!
The might of this Black Sun Demonic Fire was even more terrifying than that of those demonic-flame cultivators!
And moreover... it was inexhaustible!
Di Sanshun practically thought he was dreaming!
Why could his opponent unleash so much demonic fire without exhausting his lifespan?
He had originally thought he could wear his opponent to death, yet he had never expected that he himself would be the first to be worn down to death!
"Senior Brother Zhang... I think those Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Three Mountains Association are about to be unable to hold on..."
Beyond the ghostly fog, the two Azure Cauldron Sect cultivators continued watching with unruffled composure. "We should prepare to make our move."
"Mm... This time, we bravely battled demonic cultivators. The sect will certainly reward us with considerable merit. It is only a pity that several cultivators of the Three Mountains Association met such an unfortunate end."
The seasoned Senior Brother Zhang stroked his beard with a smile, looking quite pleased with himself.
Roar!
The next moment, a sudden change erupted!
A terrifying jet-black flame, like a fire dragon, tore straight through the ghostly fog.
Countless ghosts merely brushed against a trace of the black flame before shrieking and turning to ash.
Great quantities of mist rapidly curled back into a tattered Thousand Baleful Banner, which looked severely depleted.
Once the ghostly fog had dispersed, everything that had been concealed became clear.
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