"Ao Luan, be careful. This man is Kong Xuan, a terrifying existence in the Heavenly Venerable Realm. Even Master nearly suffered greatly at his hands within the Well of Gods and Demons secret realm!" The Mirror Demon shot over from behind, landing beside Ao Luan as he warned her.
A grave expression appeared on Ao Luan's face. She grabbed the Jadewater Yaksha and the Mirror Demon and retreated rapidly.
Though confident, she was not arrogant enough to believe she could contend with a Heavenly Venerable.
However, she was not without support. If she could hold on a little longer until their own Heavenly Venerable Realm experts arrived, they might be able to defend the East Sea.
"Hmph! You think you can come and go as you please? It won't be that easy!" A golden figure appeared above Ao Luan's head. It was Princess Wansheng.
She held a strangely shaped golden blade in each hand, neither quite saber nor sword, and slashed downward through the air.
With two sharp tearing sounds, countless golden sword qi descended in a dense barrage, making the void tremble wherever it passed.
Ao Luan hurriedly released the Mirror Demon and the Jadewater Yaksha. Her hands formed seals at lightning speed as dazzling lightning burst from her body.
Amid rolling thunder, a silver phantom with a dragon's head and human body emerged. Silver lightning writhed around it like clawing beasts, making it resemble an ancient lightning dragon god. One glance at it was enough to make one's entire body go numb.
The lightning dragon god opened its great mouth and spewed countless bolts of silver lightning, colliding with the golden sword qi.
In an instant, sword qi crisscrossed and thunder roared. Neither side could gain the upper hand.
Ao Luan formed another hand seal. A mass of