The powerhouses of the Yong Family appeared one after another after the defensive grand array of the Yong Family Holy City was broken open.
The number was vast, reaching over a thousand people in total, including Dao Realm powerhouses, Fortune Realm powerhouses, and Supreme Realm martial artists alike.
Young, handsome, and with an extraordinary bearing, Yong Wuhen inevitably attracted the attention of the Devil Ancestor.
"Truly extraordinary!"
The Devil Ancestor gazed at Yong Wuhen, unable to resist giving the opponent an approving look; he only needed a glance to know that this person was out of the ordinary.
Extremely extraordinary—a cultivation of the Mid-Dao Realm, and furthermore exceptionally young, he should even be younger than Su Ling'er.
"Who are you people, daring to come and attack our Yong Family?"
Yong Wuhen's expression was pitch-dark, releasing an intense killing intent from his body.
"Wuhen, a portion of the people in the back are from the Yun Tian Sect!"
A middle-aged powerhouse stood poised at Yong Wuhen's side; this man had a stalwart build and sported stubble like steel needles, and he was none other than Yong Wuhen's father, the head of the Yong Family, Yong Long.
"Yun Tian Sect?"
Hearing this, Yong Wuhen furrowed his brows slightly. Where did the Yun Tian Sect get Dao Realm powerhouses from? And moreover, more than one?
In the Li Tian Domain, aside from the Blood Clan and the Spirit Clan, there were only those mere few Dao Realm powerhouses.
"Submit to the Yun Tian Sect, or be killed without mercy!"
The Devil Ancestor's expression was exceptionally cold, his pitch-black pupils filled with endless cold light.
His task was to subdue the Yong Family.
Therefore, if these people were unwilling to submit, then he would kill—killing until they submitted completely.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Yong Wuhen laughed, his