The Demon Vanquishers present were at least at the fourth realm, and they were Lv. 8 cosmic lifeforms in reality.
As Lv. 8 cosmic lifeforms, they didn't show any fear when facing high-realm Demon Vanquishers. What was there to be afraid of in the virtual world?
Joining a sect was only a partnership.
"I'm just giving you guys a heads up. It's up to you to choose," Mijia said.
Suddenly—
A faint black mist descended and enveloped the garden.
Mijia and the other Demon Vanquishers' expressions changed. "Demon."
"Mijia, I came targeting you, but I never expected to encounter so many weak Demon Vanquishers." A cold voice sounded, and a black-robed youth walked out of the black mist. The black-robed youth had a saber at his waist as he swept his gaze at the Demon Vanquishers.
"Attack." With a wave of Mijia's hand, six golden beams shot out at the black-robed youth.
The other Demon Vanquishers also employed their methods.
