"Pfft! What's wrong with you?"
Wang Gang's body hurtled backward, slamming hard into the ground in the distance. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes bulged with rage as he stared at the three men who had been his companions.
"You still dare defy us? Kill him! Once we've cut him down, we'll take his head to Lord Evil Demon and claim our reward."
One of the Evil Cultivators burst into laughter. The Azure Cloud Sect's Holy Son was nothing special after all.
They had heard that the Holy Son was invincible among those of the same cultivation level. Now that they had seen him, he was all hype and no substance, his reputation built up by other people.
"Die!"
Three exceptionally powerful attacks shot toward Wang Gang. At the sight of them, he was overcome with terror and tried to flee, but his body had been gravely injured. He couldn't even dodge.
"Oh no. You've been controlled?"
At the brink of life and death, Wang Gang finally realized what had happened.
But as he watched the attacks bearing down on him, despair filled his heart.
Just as they were about to hit, an incredibly dense cloud of black qi appeared and blocked them all.
"The Azure Cloud Sect's Holy Son truly lives up to his reputation. With one simple little trick, you played my subordinates in the palm of your hand."
At that moment, a creature appeared on the ground, its entire body wreathed in black qi. A pair of sharp horns jutted from its head, and terrifying patterns were etched across its body.
Ye Lin's expression turned grave when he saw it. He put aside his playful mood.
"Break."
The creature spoke softly, and the mist around them instantly spread out. The three Evil Cultivators, who