"Fellow Daoist Huang, didn't you already know everything? Why ask such a needless question!"
Third Elder sneered coldly.
His aura surged, and a vast pressure radiated outward like mountains toppling and seas overturning, charging straight at the formation surrounding the crowd.
Under that immense pressure, the formation creaked and groaned.
Cracks spread across the protective barrier formed by the formation's power.
"Pu..."
Batches of blood bloomed beneath the formation's barrier like bewitching crimson flowers.
How could those present possibly withstand the might of a Body Integration stage powerhouse?
With merely a casual gesture from Third Elder, everyone was already unable to hold on.
"Good, good, good! What a Descendants of Gods clan—truly a pack of heartless, faithless, selfish wretches. Many of the disciples here joined Tiandao Palace from childhood. They have spent anywhere from centuries to over a thousand years with you. Even after guessing that your identities were unusual, they never said a word. Who would have thought that the Descendants of Gods could be so cruel? Yet with what you have done today, are you not afraid of drawing the hostility of every force in the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land and dying without even a burial ground?!"
The leading middle-aged man shouted angrily in succession.
He drove the cane in his hand hard into the ground. With repeated booming crashes, the stone tiles beneath it shattered.
This act fully revealed the despair and grief in his heart.
"Heh heh, so what if the other forces come looking? After today, every member of the Descendants of Gods will leave the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land."
Third Elder sneered repeatedly as his aura continued to soar and swell.
The killing intent in his eyes also grew increasingly intense.
"You have already obtained this place's resources. Why must you exterminate us all?!"