In a barren valley, Wang Yan stood in the middle with his arms folded across his chest, looking utterly composed...
Suddenly!
Whoosh, whoosh! Two astonishing streaks of escape light plunged from the sky, landing to Wang Yan's left and right...
"Haha! Found you! Prepare to die!" The two Wicked Poison Sect cultivators stared at Wang Yan, their eyes flashing like lightning as they called out coldly...
Just then!
"Is that so? I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Wang Yan opened his eyes and spoke coldly. As he spoke, he raised his hand and said in a low voice, "Come out!"
Whoosh, whoosh! Rings of rippling black light swirled out from Wang Yan's hand...
The two Golden Core Cultivators from the Wicked Poison Sect were startled. Seeing a mere Core Condensation Realm cultivator speak with such composure, as though he had something to rely on, they actually hesitated to attack. Instead, a deeply ominous feeling suddenly crept over them...
Whoosh, whoosh! The rippling black light above Wang Yan spewed out boundless waves of pitch-black ghost qi, which gathered continuously in the air...
Then...
Ooooo! Amid a burst of piercing humming and furious howls, a pitch-black figure resembling a fiend from hell appeared in the air...
"No! The Black Evil King!" The glowing Wicked Poison Sect cultivator reacted at once, crying out in alarm as he turned into a streak of escape light and tried to shoot into the sky...
But!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Ripples of red light surged out, rushing straight toward the two Golden Core Cultivators and striking them in an instant...
"Aah!" With a shrill scream, the two Golden Core Cultivators plunged from the sky...
A Truefire Moon Wheel several dozen feet across, wreathed in swirling red-light flame, sliced through the sky and severed both