"You scraps think you can catch me?"
White Demon sneered, regarding the five disciples of the Great Sun Sacred Land behind him with disdain. In his eyes, they were nothing but trash.
He certainly had no goodwill to spare for the Great Sun Sacred Land.
He had been wandering leisurely through the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, enjoying himself and collecting all sorts of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, divine abilities, and spells.
Yet as soon as he arrived in this Mystic Dao Domain, a mighty expert of the Great Sun Sacred Land had divined his whereabouts and cast a powerful curse, forcing him to reveal his form and making him traceable.
Now, he was cursing up a storm inwardly, having already paid his profane respects to eighteen generations of the Great Sun Sacred Land's ancestors.
Then, with an air of righteousness, they had dispatched their Holy Son and numerous young disciples to capture him, dressing it up as an invitation to become the sacred land's divine beast.
They were probably after the heavenly materials and earthly treasures and the many divine abilities and spells he had collected.
And once they caught him, he would surely suffer cruel torture as they exploited his powers of perception to help the Great Sun Sacred Land gather all manner of divine arts and heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Wouldn't that make him their workhorse?!
With such delightful treatment awaiting him, White Demon immediately turned around and spat a beam of divine light at the five young disciples. It instantly transformed into a sharp sword and thrust toward the heavens, its terrifying power enough to make hearts quake.
The Great Sun Holy Son immediately dodged. Radiating five-colored divine light, the sharp sword plunged straight into one young disciple's chest and pierced him through.
The young