"Damn it, he was too strong."
Yang Yuntian was scared out of his wits; the longer he fought, the more alarmed he became.
His shield was nearly shattered. Even with a treasure armor capable of dispersing force, he could barely withstand Li Xuancang's terrifying strength.
He was being beaten without any ability to fight back. If this continued, he might even fall here.
On the battlefield below, the situation had tipped out of balance.
With Zhu Xuanye, a Profound Connection Realm expert, joining the battle, Prince Fu's Residence and the Evil Cultivators were struck with terror.
"Damn it, Zhu Xuanye was here, so why was Lord Yang nowhere to be seen?"
"There really was a conspiracy. Everyone, be careful."
"All of you, gather around me."
"..."
Prince Fu's Residence and the Evil Cultivators could only huddle together for warmth, hoping to hold out until Yang Yuntian arrived.
Clang!
Zhu Xuanye drew his sharp sword. A clear, ringing sword cry echoed across the battlefield as Sword Qi crisscrossed and enveloped the crowd.
His killing intent surged like boiling waves. He had finally waited for this moment.
As long as he killed several Profound Connection Realm experts, he could completely reverse the situation and crush Prince Fu's Residence's offensive.
"Careful."
The faces of Prince Fu's Residence's side changed drastically, their nerves stretched taut.
"Kill!"
Zhu Xuanye charged into the battlefield. His razor-sharp Sword Qi was unstoppable, cutting apart the people of Prince Fu's Residence.
Boom!
Bang!
Thud!
"..."
Duanmu Lei and the others went all out, every move aimed to kill.
After a brief fierce battle, Prince Fu's Residence was beset by danger on all sides and could no longer hold on.
"Damn it, activate the Soul-Devouring Formation."
Several Evil Cultivators wore grim expressions as they prepared to use a cruel method