That disciple kept his head lowered, doing his utmost to rein in his aura!
But in Li Yunjing's eyes, deep within the core of the magic power circulating inside him, a trace of an exceedingly hidden aura—akin to the even purer and more ancient Myriad Derivation Demon Art—was as clear as a candle flame in the night.
"A direct disciple of the grand elder of Xuanming Palace?"
A trace of understanding and a cold smile flashed through Li Yunjing's eyes. "It seems Xuanming Palace values this place far beyond expectations. They actually sent such a core figure here in person to seek opportunities..."
Rumble!!
Just as the various forces remained locked in a standoff and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive, the enormous tower foundation suddenly shook!
Killing Intent ten times stronger than before erupted like a volcano!
Countless phantom demon heads solidified severalfold, letting out piercing shrieks as they hurled themselves madly in every direction!
"Fall back!"
The leaders of the various forces' expressions changed drastically. They shouted one after another, leading their disciples in a rapid retreat. All kinds of protective spiritual light and defensive magic treasures lit up in a broad blaze, resisting this sudden onslaught of Killing Intent.
"Ahhh..."
Screams rang out!
A few Rogue Cultivators and disciples from minor sects who retreated a little too slowly were instantly submerged by the phantom demon heads. Their protective spiritual light shattered like paper paste, their bodies shriveling and withering at a visible speed. Their souls were torn out and dragged, wailing, into the surging demonic cloud of Killing Intent, becoming fresh nourishment.
Even the Seven Sha Cult and Heavenly Demon Sect had disciples suffer minor injuries, their formations falling into brief disorder.
"Huff... huff..."
The demonic cloud of Killing Intent rolled and raged above the shattered zone like