"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!" The golden lights struck the cultivator like lightning, erupting in a string of golden flashes. Yet instead of piercing the Black-Robed Masked Cultivators, they pinned him in midair.
"Boom!" The last masked cultivator in black did not dare linger. Black light suddenly erupted all over him, followed by a surge of blood-red light, and he shot into the sky, becoming the first to flee.
"Trying to run?" Li Xiaoya snorted coldly. The Storm Gold-Light Wings on his back beat hard, and with a thunderous crack, he became a streak of golden light, instantly closing to within a few dozen feet of the cultivator. Golden light blazed around his hand as he punched. A huge golden fist blasted out, simple and direct, and pierced the cultivator's back like lightning, sending him plummeting. Li Xiaoya reached out, drawing the cultivator's Storage Pouch toward himself, then barked at the dumbstruck Golden Core Stage Cultivators, "Take that fellow into custody and clean up the battlefield below!" With that, his figure flashed as he rushed toward the battle between Ningshuang, the two Nascent Soul Realm elders from Rainbow Rosy Peak, and the last two Black-Robed Masked Cultivators.
The Spirit Cannon formation on the ground had been smashed into utter disarray by the Shaking-Heaven Divine Fire Staff. Not a single Spirit Cannon remained. Some cultivators down there were still alive, but they were all at the Core Condensation Stage. Li Xiaoya did not need to deal with them himself; these Golden Core Stage Cultivators would suffice.
"Yes!" The Golden Core Stage Cultivators cried joyfully. One seized the cultivator Li Xiaoya had immobilized and flew down toward the Flying Boat, while the others descended toward the ground. Who would turn down such a cushy assignment, openly gathering the spoils