How would a handful of Rogue Cultivators with Yang Spirits dare fly above it? It represented the Azure Heaven. Even if the Heavenly Court had yet to respond, that remained true.
The other Attendants, all Yin God True Persons, sprang into action as well, shielding members of the imperial family, renowned ministers, and great generals.
They had barely finished when a roar like a tiger's stirred the wind. A huge skull let out a strange laugh and shot toward the Altar Mound.
The skull came on fiercely. Before it even drew near, its soul-seizing laughter had left countless soldiers and civilians feeling as though their heads would split open. Even the expert Attendants were affected, their spirits shaken and their Dharma Power surging beyond their control.
At that perilous moment, Huang Taiping, one of the Three Guardian Immortals, stepped forward without hesitation to block the skull. With a clear shout, he sent a bolt of lightning straight at it.
Those who made a living as Attendants of the Xian'an Court, however, were naturally Low-Grade Yang Spirits with no future prospects.
How could Huang Taiping's meager cultivation and Dharma Power withstand such a formidable demon?
The skull demon opened its mouth and swallowed the lightning bolt whole. Without slowing in the slightest, it charged at Huang Taiping.
At the crucial moment, Huang Taiping produced a Jade Seal. It drew upon the Fortune of the Imperial Court, forming a barrier that stopped the skull.
The Xian'an Court's Fortune could not compare to the vast, sea-like Fortune of Great Chu. But during the sacrifice to Heaven at the Altar Mound, it was not something a mere demon could easily break through. The skull was forced back.
At the same time, the other two Guardian Immortals joined the fight, locking the attackers in fierce