When Lu Qingshan's figure mysteriously crossed space, appearing before Tian Mang, and slashed out with that sword, the demonic cultivators on the Demon Race's side all held their breath, unable to accept such a situation.
Tian Mang, who had an absolutely crushing momentum, how suddenly got suppressed by a mere Integration Realm kid?
If anything happened to Tian Mang here, it was unimaginable how the Heavenly Venerable would blame them.
The problem is, given their current distance from Lu Qingshan, even wanting to step in and save him was beyond reach.
This sword has to be borne by Tian Mang himself.
"A sword from an Integration Sword Cultivator, surely the lord can bear it?" Huang Yang thought to himself.
Boom boom boom!
Just as their minds raced, a strange fluctuation came.
Soon after, vast demonic Qi surged, forming a bizarre face behind Tian Mang that struck fear into those who saw it.
Demonic Qi rose to the sky.
On the face, only a pair of eyes remained.
