Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, Ancestor Liuyue glanced around.
Ultimately, he decided to lead the group, bracing themselves to leave.
Xu Zimei's voice sounded again.
"I didn't ask you to act."
A torrent of heaven-reaching demonic qi surged forth.
Amidst it, Bai Meng's silhouette emerged from the void.
The increasingly intense demonic qi soared skyward.
"Greetings, Master," Bai Meng greeted.
"Slay them," Xu Zimei commanded.
Bai Meng stood high above, gazing down at the eight below.
His overwhelming presence descended with suppression.
The eight instantly felt a weight on their shoulders, as if their spiritual energy had ground to a halt.
Bai Meng directly unleashed a heaven-covering great palm.
This great palm obscured everything, and the demonic qi thundered against the sky.
Witnessing this scene.
Their faces all changed dramatically.
Each manifested their true fate, launching their strongest attacks.
"Leap through the void.
Sword Qi of Heavenly Gang,
