Gravis looked at the fight with interest. The young man had an impressive Battle-Strength. All of these old people were probably the Sect Masters or Ancestors of different Sects. They also all had impressive Battle-Strengths, but he was still fighting all of them at the same time.
When Gravis saw that, he sighed.
'Time, huh?' he thought. 'I just closed my eyes for a second, and a mortal has already become a powerful Nascent Nourishing Cultivator. In just the blink of an eye, a mere mortal has reached a power that would even make him respected in middle worlds.'
"Yi Lu, give up!" one of the old men shouted. "You have offended all our Sects! There is no future for you anymore! Why struggle?"
"You are the child of a demon, and you still dare to resist!?" another one shouted as he unleashed a wave of darkness. "You kill without hesitation! If someone like you still counts as a human, humanity is doomed!"
