"What madman dares run wild here!"
With a thunderous roar of fury, three late Core Formation cultivators with deep, powerful auras flew out from the depths of Jade Lang Mountain.
"Are these all attendants of Jade Lang Mountain? They're fairly strong. They've already crossed the threshold of the truly powerful."
"But a Nascent Soul cultivator appeared in your dream, husband. They can't possibly stop him."
"Yes. Jade Lang Mountain is probably in for a calamity."
Li Ling and Mu Qingsi hid in their private room, watching and discussing through voice transmissions.
The behemoth let out a long howl and spat out an enormous sphere of water laden with dense water essence.
On the distant streets, houses collapsed and the people were wiped out, the entire area instantly razed to the ground.
The three cultivators had only just dodged when more water spheres came hurtling toward them. Gang-force blades whirled across the sky, stabbing everywhere like knives.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
A dense pattering rang out like rain beating on banana leaves. Building after building was pierced through, and mortal people and low-level cultivators were shattered.
In the blink of an eye, a bustling, prosperous stretch of the human world hundreds of yards across became an Asura Purgatory riddled with devastation.
"That damned beast!"
"Kill it quickly! Don't let it spit out any more!"
The three Core Formation cultivators gritted their teeth and attacked in fury, sending a flying sword, a golden bead, and a treasured seal at it.
But just then, golden light appeared from nowhere, shining onto the behemoth's head like sunlight piercing dark clouds and forming a vast pillar of light.
A faint human silhouette appeared.
"Yang spirit day wandering?"
The three cultivators trembled in fright. Even the magic treasures they had unleashed nearly stopped in midair.
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