Just as Li Yan looked up at the sky, a squad of red-armored cultivators suddenly appeared in that direction, carrying soaring, razor-sharp killing intent. In the blink of an eye, they had flown into their area!
There were only thirty red-armored cultivators in the squad, yet the pressure radiating from every one of them startled Li Yan.
The ten at the front were all Spirit Transformation Realm experts, while every one of the rest was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Each of them brimmed with killing intent, their iron-blooded aura like swords and spears. Beneath the red-plumed helmets, their faces were as cold as iron.
The moment these people arrived in the area, an elderly man clad head to toe in armor and wearing a red-plumed helmet spoke in an utterly emotionless voice.
"Every cultivator, rise into the air and activate every restriction in your courtyard. If anyone is found hiding and refusing to come out, kill them!"
Li Yan knew that these people were the most mysterious Guard Army. This was also the first time he had seen them since entering the sect. This was probably only a small squad.
Yet if such a squad went to the lower realm, they could easily pacify an entire continent. Things like the Four Great Sects and the Sacred Demon Palace would be effortlessly flattened beneath their crushing might.
As for whether every Guard Army squad possessed such formidable strength, Li Yan could not say. But any squad sent to clear an area certainly had to be powerful.
Upon hearing the order, how could Li Yan dare delay? He immediately shot up from the still-trembling ground.
As he rose, he saw countless dense figures around him continuously shooting into the sky from below. Like him, these people had obediently remained in their