"They retreated!"
Above the Skyfire Mountain Range, the Pure Origin Sect elders who witnessed this scene from the corners of their eyes were inwardly shocked.
The Demon Venerable had actually retreated of his own accord!
The methods Yang Huai had displayed were truly astonishing. First he defeated Liutu, then he frightened off the Demon Venerable. Such might made people look at him sideways.
On the other side, the several Demon Path experts who had remained behind were left in an awkward spot when they saw this.
The Demon Venerable had actually abandoned them!
Without the Demon Venerable, how could they withstand the pack-like assault of these ferocious Pure Origin Sect elders?
Not to mention that young Sword Immortal whose cultivation was sky-shaking.
Despair rose in the hearts of the demon heads, and they resolved to perish together.
The demonic qi around them surged in an instant. At any cost, they frantically drove their demonic arts, intending to drag the Pure Origin Sect elders they faced down with them.
Yang Huai saw the scene from afar but did not intervene. He believed that with the cultivation of the Pure Origin Sect elders, they would be more than capable of dealing with these trapped beasts' final struggle.
Sure enough, the dozen or so elders immediately scattered apart and formed a formation at the same time, separating the several stubborn demon heads. Once the demons' sharp edge had been blunted, they would gradually kill or seal them.
Yang Huai raised his hand. His gaze now fell upon Junting in his palm. Through the void, he had already seen a peerlessly elegant woman in plain gauze and white robes. Her simple gauze dress perfectly outlined her tall, exquisitely curved figure. Bare-faced, her delicate features carried a trace of ethereal immortal charm. She was like