Dragon Sparrow Island became a hellish realm in less than half the time it took an incense stick to burn.
"You... deserve to die..."
The "Three Mountains King," Tantai Tianwu, coughed up blood wildly. He and the other Dao Entry cultivators had all suffered grievous wounds. Seeing the four Manifestation Gods launch their assault, their eyes nearly split open. His entire body flushed crimson. The old prince ground his teeth, but even if he wanted to fight back, he was no match for them.
"Damn it! A mere Dao Entry dares speak to us like that..."
Red Leaf Zen Master reached out and grasped at the air. A halo appeared in the void, and a force erupted like a vortex, sucking in Tantai Tianwu and the other Dao Entry experts.
"Kill them! Leave none alive!"
He Ping spoke coldly. The mana fluctuations of the four Manifestation Gods descended and linked together, blanketing the island of ten thousand people. In an instant, the island began to quake and shake. Every resident wore expressions of shock, terror, and misery—but none of it meant anything.
The four Manifestation God experts had made it clear that they meant to attack by force. Having pulled off this scheme of stealing the sky and swapping the sun, they could not afford the slightest mishap. Neither cultivators nor mortals on Dragon Sparrow Island could be spared. All had to die, so that not even the faintest trace would remain.
There could be no mistake in this gambit. The fate of everyone on Dragon Sparrow Island had already been decided.
"We can't stay on the island! The formation can't withstand the enemy!"
There were still some masters of Dao arts on the island. Shouting loudly, they drew upon the power of magical artifacts and leapt savagely into the