"Whoa!" Li Qingfeng stared in surprise.
What aim!
They had thrown it expertly, and the old man had caught it just as deftly!
Zheng Tianyuan lowered his head to examine the sword in his hand, his brow furrowing slightly. "Huh? What is this thing?"
Before his words had faded, a thunderous rumble suddenly rose around them.
Boom!
Figures landed in unison, their armor clashing and feet striking the ground with such precision that even the sounds overlapped.
Zheng Tianyuan jerked his head up.
A fierce, oppressive aura slammed into him, making him shrink his neck.
At some point, cultivators clad in Black Battle Armor had filled the space before him, standing ramrod straight in row after row.
An... army?
Where had this army come from?
Before Zheng Tianyuan could react, Zhang Xuanhe stepped forward and thundered a rebuke.
"Well, well, Heavenly Baleful Valley!"
"To think this really was a demon's den!"
"A demon's den?"
Chun Xiaobai, who had just caught up, stopped dead in his tracks, utterly dumbfounded.
"Holy shit! Isn't this surprise a little too big?!"
Meanwhile, Zheng Tianyuan was equally bewildered. "Since when did my Heavenly Baleful Valley become a demon's den?"
Zhang Xuanhe had shouted those words for all of Heavenly Baleful Valley to hear.
Fueled by his Spirit Transformation Realm cultivation, his voice swept over the halls and reached every mountain peak.
The next instant, figures shot into the sky and sped toward the rear mountain, but their expressions changed without exception when they saw the Black-Armored Army below.
"Who are these people?"
"Why have they suddenly barged in?"
When Ye Xiaotian arrived with the elders, his brow twitched violently at the sight before him.
Uniform black armor, perfectly synchronized stances-even their breathing sounded as though it came from a single person.
Then he sensed their