Outside Gengzhou.
Countless dark clouds enveloped the sky with thunderous roars. Massive domain gates appeared in the horizon like spiralling whirlpools, and hordes of the Dark Tribe leaped out, covering the sky and blanketing the earth.
Hum!
Within Gengzhou, the powerhouses activated formations; numerous piercing beams of light transformed into rivers of Sword Qi, slashing forth and instantly causing a great many of the Dark Tribe to scream and fall to their demise.
Among the Dark Tribe were also formidable beings. Gray palm prints pressed down through the air, causing countless beams of Sword Qi to extinguish, bursting into showers of light and scattering.
"A Great Luo Immortal Sage-level expert?" On the city walls of Gengzhou, Zhuan Lun, accompanied by three subordinates who were also Great Luo Immortal Sages, watched the scene with a detached air before turning to Yang Ji with a smile, "Yang Ji, it's your turn to make a move."
