"I believe that this time, our Yuntian Clan will undergo a complete transformation and become a true super force."
"......"
Amidst the discussions of the surrounding Yuntian tribesmen, the middle-aged man couldn't help but chuckle, then sheathed his Ziyang Sword and re-entered the grand hall.
Seeing the middle-aged man enter the hall, the old woman gritted her teeth tightly, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the depths of the hall.
"It seems this Yuntian Holy Land is also not simple."
Zhou Yan gazed in the direction of the grand hall, a flicker of excitement in his eyes.
"That's an immortal! But why would he be here?"
"Regardless, he is my target. Only by defeating him can I help Xiao Xi," Zhou Yan said in a low voice, his gaze firming.
"Rumble~!"
Just then, a series of violent explosions suddenly reverberated, followed by Zhou Yan's footsteps halting. He then looked up towards the direction ahead.
He saw a huge gaping hole before him, from which billowed rolling dust. Amidst the swirling dust, a mass of black energy was slowly condensing.
As the black energy formed, three figures appeared around it.
The three were dressed in black, appearing very aged, but their strength was exceptionally terrifying. Each possessed the cultivation of the Tribulation Stage and exuded a peculiar aura.
Clearly, the strength of the three was formidable.
"Who are you, daring to trespass into my Yuntian Holy Land?" After the black-clad figures appeared, one of them questioned the middle-aged man.
"I am the patriarch of the Yuntian Clan, the Yuntian Holy Lord!" the middle-aged man replied indifferently, his eyes, however, held a deep coldness.
This person gave him a strong sense of threat.
"Oh? You are the Yuntian Holy Lord?"
The black-clad man looked at the middle-aged man, a mocking expression appearing on his face.
"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked, frowning.
"Haha, you'll know who I am soon enough. But for now, I want to see what qualifications you have to be so arrogant!" the black-clad man guffawed maniacally.
"Hmph!"
Upon hearing the black-clad man's words, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, then a long sword appeared in his hand, which he swung towards the black-clad man.
"Chirp chirp~!"
The moment the sword was swung, the surroundings erupted with monstrous flames, burning away the black mist.
"Hmph!"
A ferocious expression flashed across the black-clad man's face. He lightly waved his arm, and countless streaks of dark black sword energy swept out.
As the sword energy swept past, the entire space seemed to fall into a state of stillness.
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of muffled thuds echoed.
When the middle-aged man's countless sword energies collided with the incoming ones, they all shattered and were annihilated.
"Huh?"
Seeing this, the middle-aged man was startled, his expression then sank. He then shot forward, charging towards the black-clad man.
"Swish!"
The moment the middle-aged man surged forward, a dark black halberd suddenly pierced through the void, lunging fiercely at the middle-aged man.
"Hmph, trivial trickery, shatter for me!"
As the halberd attacked, the middle-aged man roared, then his palm shot out, his five fingers curled like a dragon's claw, tearing down ferociously.
"Bang!"
A dull thud resounded, and the pitch-black halberd exploded under the middle-aged man's fierce palm.
"Pfft!"
However, the moment the pitch-black halberd exploded, it pierced through the middle-aged man's right shoulder, causing his body to tremble and him to spurt a mouthful of blood.
"How is this possible!"
Seeing this, disbelief flooded the middle-aged man's face. He simply couldn't fathom that he could be injured by a single move, how could he accept this?
Not only that, but this black-robed man, who didn't seem very old, could actually fight him to a draw?
Although the middle-aged man didn't know what terrifying realm these individuals had reached, he could clearly feel that their strength far surpassed his own.
"Who exactly are you?" the middle-aged man asked coldly, looking at the black-robed figures.
"Heh, since you want to know our identities, I'll tell you. We are all from the Demon Realm. You can call me Mo Sha!" Mo Sha said with a grin, looking at the middle-aged man.
"What? The Demon Realm?"
Upon hearing Mo Sha and the others, a look of shock appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
He had never imagined that these fellows from the Demon Realm would dare to run rampant on his territory!
And they dared to directly challenge his authority, which he found quite unexpected.
"We are indeed from the Demon Realm, and also a member of the three great Holy Lands of the Demon Realm. Now do you understand why your son died here?" Mo Sha said with a sinister smile, looking at the middle-aged man.
"Damn it, you killed my son?" Hearing Mo Sha's words, a killing intent flashed across the middle-aged man's face.
Although his mind had long been brainwashed into a demon, he was still human and had emotions. The death of his son naturally filled him with rage, making him want to slay Mo Sha and the others.
"What? Angry? But is anger useful?" Mo Sha sneered upon hearing the middle-aged man's words.
"Doesn't your Demon Realm want to rule this Cloud Sky Continent? Very well, today, I, Yuntian, will resolve it all!" the middle-aged man said coldly after Mo Sha finished speaking.
"Hmph! Overestimating yourself!"
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the several black-robed figures sneered.
"Then let's see if it's overestimating oneself."
Upon hearing their words, a cold expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He flickered, transforming into a giant python, and lunged towards the black-robed figures.
At this moment, on another side, two youths also made their move, each wielding a bronze halberd, and met the middle-aged man.
"Boom!"