Chen Xuan held a Heavenly Thunder Spear, a glimmer of fervor flashing in his eyes. Pushing off the void with his toes, he immediately departed with a team.
After him, Mu Qing, Little Red, and Little White each led a team away, while the newly arrived Bao Cai and Peng Yong also set out with a team each.
The once-bustling Cloud Palace now held only Shi Qingyun and a few disciples guarding it.
Shi Qingyun stepped forward, his figure flickering before swiftly appearing in midair. His aura remained restrained, the Power of Nature flowing around him.
After confirming his direction, he swiftly headed off that way.
The Kong Yuan Sect had been a third-rate lineage in Ten Ferry Province, but today, a catastrophe had descended upon it.
Watching the slaughter outside, the current sect master of the Kong Yuan Sect looked dazed, his body cold as a profound sense of despair enveloped him.
"Heaven means to destroy me!"
"Is my Kong Yuan Sect truly going to perish here?"
His own cultivation was only at the True God Realm, so he naturally could not withstand an attack by a band of True Gods led by Heavenly Gods.
"Heh-"
"Capture them all! It is your honor to become nourishment for the Nether Lord's advancement!"
A man wearing a Ghost-Face Mask watched the cultivators being bound one after another, traces of contempt appearing in his eyes.
"Even if I die, I won't let you have your way!"
Just as the Kong Yuan Sect's master resolved to detonate himself and take them down with him-
Roar-
A cry that pierced the clouds and broke the dawn rang out from the void. Then a searing Dao Fire swept down from the heavens.
The instant it landed on the Heavenly God cultivator who had been so