But as the Demon Beast crept closer step by step, none of the True Immortals present showed the slightest intention of making a move.
This Demon Beast clearly looked anything but ordinary. Judging by its aura, its cultivation was already at the middle stage of True Immortal, while they were only at the early stage. Only Devil Tiger had reached the middle stage of True Immortal.
Their cultivation had not come easily. Once injured, recovery would take at least a hundred years.
They had no desire to enter seclusion for a century because of this.
"Wretched beast, where did you come from?"
Cang Yun shouted furiously, standing alone before the Demon Beast. One man and one beast faced each other in a standoff.
"Human, I do not wish to kill you. Get lost."
The Demon Beast spoke in a deep voice. The enormous soundwave scattered even the clouds overhead, while the ground seemed to be struck by a massive earthquake.
"What an arrogant Demon Beast. This is Yang Province, a forbidden land for Demon Beasts, yet you dare swagger about so openly."
"Fellow Daoists, join me in slaying this wretch."
Hearing the Demon Beast's reply, Cang Yun flew into a rage. With a wave of his right hand, the massive sword behind him flew into his grasp. The greatsword was wrapped in white cloth, while an incomparably powerful oppressive aura poured from his body.
The experts behind him could only sigh helplessly, as though they had long grown accustomed to this.
But regardless, they still stepped forward one after another. Yang Province was forbidden territory for Demon Beasts, and countless powerful cultivators of Yang Province had died driving them away.
Only after great difficulty had they created this peaceful, harmonious situation. They had no intention of watching it be destroyed