To Thundercloud Sect!
Black Devil’s Sword Aura attacks intensified as it slashed apart palaces.
An elder in seclusion who heard the turbulence: “Who dares run rampant at Wang Clan?!”
The Almighty Realm elder in black was named Wang Mo. It had been a long time since he last fought. The sight of the destruction infuriated him. He brayed, “Shameless runt,” and threw a palm strike at Yang Tian.
The silence black bird made his move. He shone and clanged. He swung his claw at the large hand seal, shattering it. He spread his wings. “Come down!”
Wang Mo was no match for the black bird that had cultivated for ages.
Yang Tian slashed apart palaces to create a path to the deepest section where there was a towering door. An incredible aura came from the other side of the door.
Elders to themselves: “Divine Envoy, kill this villain!”
Half a year ago, the mysterious self-proclaimed Divine Envoy came knocking on Wang Clan’s doors. Wang Clan didn’t believe him initially; however, they showed respect upon witnessing his cultivation. They began worshipping him henceforth, resulting in many clansmen, elders included, breaking through plateaus to ascend. They, therefore, viewed him as a deity!
Yang Tian looked to the altar. Wang Clan was a joke. The so-called Divine Envoy they gave offerings to used them as sacrifices. Yang Tian chopped the altar apart.
Wang Clan’s juniors thought Yang Tian would be instantly killed for defiling the deity. Yang Tian shook his head. Eyes on the palace, he exclaimed, “Hmph, I guess I have to invite you out here!”
Yang Tian powered up. He discharged his golden energy at the ancient palace doors. Instead of blowing up as he predicted, the ancient palace glowed brightly, intercepting his attack.
Meng Hao: “There’s someone strong inside…”
Interest in the individual rose. The fight intensified. Footsteps approached. The bizarre energy accompanied the adept wrapped tightly in black.
Wang Clan: “Divine Envoy, punish this ignorant runt!”
The Divine Envoy swept his eyes over Wang Clan. “Useless trash!”
“Let’s put an end to this enigma farce…” The black bird soared up and swung at the Divine Envoy.
The Divine Envoy fired a beam back. The black bird snorted it off and increased his output, tearing through the beam. The Divine Envoy jolted. He stumbled back. He was surprised. Wang Clan found it unbelievable. They rubbed their eyes.
The Divine Envoy began reciting something. He juddered and shouted. “Blood sacrifice, you nimrods!”
Wang Clan’s adepts and their Divine Souls began exploding one after another. Their blood entered the Divine Envoy, powering him up. Hundreds of people just died. They were all Battle Emperors and Almighty adepts! Wang Mo finally realised what happened. How cruel, thought Meng Clan.
Divine Envoy: “Die, nimrods, hahaha.”
After Wang Mo died, the Divine Envoy reached a higher realm.
“It’s over!” Yang Tian dropped a large glowing finger from above, trapping the Divine Envoy below the earth.
Meng Hao gulped. Yang Tian instantly beat such an incredible foe – amazing!
“It’s time to leave…” Yang Tian took in a deep breath. He had no pity to share. They were eventually bound to be turned into the devil race’s henchmen if he didn’t kill them.
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