As Evil Cloud Venerable spoke, golden light had already suffused the courtyard.
Within the golden light, three figures attacked Ye Fei simultaneously.
Hanshan Venerable transformed his palm into wind, shaping like a tiger and appearing like a dragon, sweeping up the remnants of clouds in a majestic manner.
Sea Mist Venerable raised a leg into the air, and countless blades formed into a huge tornado, like an invisible, towering mouth, determined to devour everything in its path.
Evil Cloud Venerable's dark energy surged wildly, overwhelming like a tidal wave, as if a colossal flood pouring down from the ninth heaven, leaving nothing but bones in its wake.
Finally, the three forces converged into one in midair, forming a golden dragon that bit down at Ye Fei.
"Brother Wu!"
Witnessing this scene, Duan Meng and the third elder were once again reminded of the horrible scene when the old Sect Master was devoured.
