The man let out a strange cackle, "Sword Cultivator, you really are arrogant to take such actions knowing of our existence. Do you truly believe this is still the Multiverse Realms where you sword cultivators can gallop across unimpeded? Let me tell you, once in this swamp world, no one can expect to escape unscathed!"
Xue An listened quietly, then the corners of his mouth lifted in a cold smile, "A mere chicken and a dog dare to bark in front of me?"
The black qi around the man trembled as he shouted angrily, "Sword Cultivator, you're seeking your own death!"
As his voice faded, dozens of silhouettes gradually emerged behind him.
They were all demon beasts wearing black cloaks.
These demon beasts stood silently together, forming a surge of demonic energy that soared to the skies.
Xue An looked up, his eyes finally flashing with anger, "Ghost Cultivators, you run amok in this world, thinking no one can restrain you?"
