The Skywater Qilin glanced at the other demon, a trace of helplessness in his voice.
"Just hurry up and kill them."
Truth be told.
He truly could not understand what the other demon was thinking.
For beings such as them, the lives of the creatures below were theirs to grant or take with a single thought.
As a prodigy of the Cloud-Dream Palace, why insist on seeking pleasure from such insignificant ants?
If he had the guts, he should go show off before the Dao Sect prodigies...
Besides, the Dao Painting was their highest priority right now.
They had no time to waste here.
"Uh..."
Sensing his gaze.
The tiger demon shrugged sheepishly.
"All right... all right..."
He opened his enormous maw and was about to raise his claw.
Just then.
At the far edge of the sky, which had been completely sealed by purple mist.
Vast banks of peach-pink mist suddenly surged out of the void.
The mist arrived with astonishing speed, instantly smashing a massive breach through the oppressive purple haze.
Immediately afterward.
Piercing sonic booms exploded across the heavens, one after another.
The tiger demon froze, turning to look in horror.
The Skywater Qilin narrowed his eyes slightly as well, a trace of gravity flashing through his purple-gold pupils.
Deep within the peach-pink mist filling the sky.
Dozens of figures clad in peach-pink Daoist robes came striding through the air.
The woman leading them had delicate, beautiful features and a solemn expression.
She held no weapon, merely crossing her hands before her chest. The dozens of disciples behind her mirrored her movements exactly.
Their surging auras converged, condensing directly in the void into a gigantic peach-pink thorn that spanned heaven and earth.
"People from the Dao Sects?"
A flicker of astonishment passed through the Skywater Qilin's mind