Bang!
The almost tangible auras collided fiercely in midair. The weaker Four Demon Saints staggered back several steps before barely managing to stop.
"Yao Dan of the Yao Clan, the Three Immortals of the Ancient Clan, Fairy Fire Spirit of the Yan Tribe, Lei Ba of the Lei Clan—they're all old faces. Hmm, that blue-clad Cowherd Boy should be the Pill Tower Ancestor. He can be considered one of Sky Mansion's people."
"I just didn't expect him to have broken through as well, successfully taking that step. Now that he has become a Ninth Grade Golden Pill, the Clan Leader will surely be interested. Wait, where did this final Seven-Star Dou Sheng come from?"
Hun Sha's icy gaze swept across the Eight Saints opposite him one by one. At last, his eyes abruptly narrowed as they settled on the expert who looked like no more than a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old youth.
The expert opposite seemed to sense his gaze and looked back. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled within those golden eyes, whose color had quietly changed, as though the entire world had been reflected into them.
Boom!
In a daze, a hundred-zhang golden bolt of lightning rapidly formed before the black-robed youth and hacked furiously toward Hun Sha.
"Careful!"
Overwhelmed by a sense of danger, Hun Sha instinctively prepared to dodge downward.
But just then, an enemy's large hand tightly seized Hun Sha's arm, and he immediately prepared to strike back.
"Hun Sha, have you gone mad?!"
A furious roar, like the tolling of a great bell, suddenly thundered through Hun Sha's mind!
The roar contained a trace of soul power, immediately pulling Hun Sha out of that abnormally tense state.
Hun Sha, who had somehow broken out in a cold sweat, immediately turned to look around. Only then did