With a thunderous boom, just as Xiao Hua frowned, the grand formation of Huanghua Ridge collapsed. Amid flickering light and shadows, the figures of several thousand Hundred Herbs Sect disciples were exposed!
"Kill..." A Foundation Establishment disciple of the Hundred Herbs Sect had long since shouted. Several thousand disciples each activated talismans, magical artifacts, and the like, forming a fairly orderly battle formation as they charged at Myriad Flowers Valley's attacking disciples!
"Kill!" The Myriad Flowers Valley disciples had long been prepared. Seeing the grand formation of Huanghua Ridge collapse, their morale immediately soared. Roaring as well, they met the charge head-on. In an instant, over ten thousand Qi Refining disciples and Foundation Establishment disciples were locked in bloody battle.
Seeing Xiao Hua pause slightly in midair and furrow his brow, Yuan Ya hurriedly asked, "Master, is this your old sect? Shall this disciple go down and help them break free of their predicament?"
"No need..." Xiao Hua shook his head slightly and looked toward a certain place. "He is not in a hurry. Why should I be?"
Yuan Ya did not understand. He looked toward a spot above Huanghua Ridge, where black threads and rosy clouds concealed the air. A handsome male cultivator in magnificent robes wore a cold smile as he calmly watched the battle below. Behind his back, he held a jade-green sphere in each hand. As his fingers nimbly rubbed them, the jade spheres spun strangely. The black threads and rosy clouds cleverly hid the male cultivator's figure, but such concealment was almost useless in Yuan Ya's eyes.
"Eh? Who is this Devil Race member?" Yuan Ya asked curiously. "He looks very weak!"
"This is your master's Second Martial Brother..." Xiao Hua said with a smile. "His name is Zhang Qingxiao. He is a human whose