No sooner had the words fallen than the enemy showed his true colors.
It was a young demon emperor, beautiful beyond compare, with arms folded arrogantly across his chest, leisurely following the fleeing Daoist soldier squad.
Behind him were two wings cast from gold, that with just a slight quiver, condensed into a golden light and shot forth.
Midway, the golden light burst and transformed into a dazzling golden giant sword.
The cloud dragon up ahead formed by the Misty Shadow Daoist Soldiers could not dodge in time, and a portion of its bodywas immediately cut off by the giant sword. Forced to change their course in order to avoid the aftermath of the sword's power, they continued flying towards the city.
It turned out they were not running away but were being driven.
Boom!
