In the Black Mountain Gully, a light mist spread out, impossible to dissipate. This mist could either have miraculous effects that enhance one's strength or be a deadly poison that corrodes the body.
However, these fogs will automatically avoid any open space they encounter.
Because there are so many extremely powerful auras in this open space!
Zhu Pin, the Great Elder of the Yuewa Clan, looked at the five extraterrestrial demons around him with a sinister expression. His thoughts were actually quite bitter.
Among the dozen or so injured people, he was the strongest, at the early stage of the Saint-grade Dominator Realm, although he was a few decades away from reaching the middle stage.
But breakthroughs decades later have become a pipe dream.
He didn't believe that the five extraterrestrial demons at the Saint-level Sovereign Realm would let them go.
Previously, no extraterrestrial demons had appeared in this Black Mountain Valley. For some reason, recently, powerful extraterrestrial demons have been appearing frequently.
They came here to collect the seven-colored mist, hoping to collect as much as possible at once, because the seven-colored mist has excellent effects; it can not only heal injuries but also enhance strength.
A powerful expert at the Heavenly Sovereign Realm can break through to the Immortal Sovereign Realm within ten years by cultivating within a dense, seven-colored fog.
The effects here are remarkable!
Therefore, the three elders and ten disciples of the Yuewa Clan all set out together. However, they never expected that instead of witnessing the seven-colored mist that only erupts once every thousand years, they would encounter their nemesis, the extraterrestrial demons.
When enemies meet, their eyes are filled with intense hatred!
No need for further explanation, let's just start fighting!
After the battle began, what was expected to be a stalemate turned into a crushing defeat. All five extraterrestrial demons were Saint-grade Sovereigns, and they were even stronger than their Yao Liu Clan Chief, who was at the mid-stage of the Saint-grade Sovereign realm.
One of them even reached the peak of the Saint-level Overlord.
In the past, the Yuewa clan would never have encountered such a thing, but this time they unfortunately did, and it was such a tragic encounter.
"Elder, Peng Jie has already gone back to report the news. If the Ancestor successfully emerges from seclusion, he might come back to save us."
The speaker was Yi Fang, who was ranked first among the ten disciples. His strength was at the early stage of the Divine Sovereign Realm. If he had enough opportunities, he could reach the Saint Sovereign Realm within a few decades.
In that case, he would be the youngest Saint-grade Sovereign Realm expert in their Moonwa Clan in nearly ten thousand years.
But even that has become a pipe dream; it's uncertain whether he'll be able to leave Heishangou alive.
He tried to activate the power within his body, but as soon as he moved, the demonic poison inside him immediately took effect, causing him to grimace in pain.
When Elder Zhupin saw this, he could only gently pat him on the shoulder; he had no other good ideas.
The burly extraterrestrial demon sneered upon seeing this, "I told you, as long as you obediently submit to my extraterrestrial demon race, not only will your injuries be healed, but you will also increase your strength."
"Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"
"Hmph! If my Yuewa clan were that kind of race, we wouldn't have existed until now." Elder Zhupin, the strongest among these dozen or so clansmen, spoke up.
"That guy named Peng Jie should be with your tribe by now, but where is he?"
"Your people still haven't come to save you. Such a cold-blooded race, you'd better give up sooner rather than later."
Faced with the malicious provocations of the extraterrestrial demons, the Nuwa clan responded with nothing but sneers over the past dozen months.
The burly extraterrestrial demon let out a loud laugh.
"Alright, since you're so brave, then don't blame me!"
After saying that, as if he wanted something, the extraterrestrial demon added, "According to your naming method, my name is Sand Star, so that when you are on your way to the Yellow Springs, you will know who killed you."
Upon hearing this, the Yuewa clan members immediately became alert. If the other party had said that, then they were serious.
As expected, with a wave of his hand, a cloud of black energy appeared out of thin air and finally transformed into a black scythe. The scythe's aura was extremely terrifying, just like Sha Xing himself, reaching the aura of a Saint-level Sovereign!
"Hehe, die!"
With a thought, Sha Xing immediately swung his sickle at the dozen or so people.
Bang.
A loud bang rang out, and Sha Xing was astonished to find that a jet-black giant sword had blocked his attack. He looked at the figure not far away and asked in confusion, "Brother, what does this mean?"
“I sensed the aura of that boy who left earlier. Let him come over first and try to get information about the Moon Wa Clan out of him.”
“Okay.” Sha Xing immediately dismissed his scythe.
At the same time, the black sword slowly dissipated. Without a doubt, the extraterrestrial demon whom Sha Xing called his elder brother was the peak Saint-level Sovereign.
Only when the Moon Wa Clan's ancestor comes can they have a chance to fight these extraterrestrial demons; the Great Elder and the others have absolutely no chance.
"Elder, what should we do?" Yi Fang asked, having recovered from the pain of the demonic poison.
Zhu Pin stared intently at the opposite side, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "If all else fails, we'll just self-destruct and die. There are no cowards in the Yuewa Clan!"
"yes!"
"Willing to die for the clan."
"We await the Grand Elder's order!"
The elder's words, which were almost suicidal, did not dampen the morale of the clansmen; on the contrary, they inspired their pride.
Yes, they are not very strong, but they have a powerful ancestor and a powerful totem.
That's enough!
If reincarnation were a matter of personal choice, these thirteen people would undoubtedly choose to become members of the Yuewa clan once again.
"Elder!"
In this somewhat tragic atmosphere, a man's voice rang out.
A young man landed on the open ground, and the people of the Moon Wa Clan looked up and exclaimed in astonishment.
"Peng Jie?"
"Peng Jie, why did you come alone? Don't come back if you can't get revenge."
How could you be so reckless?
"Alas, the Ancestor really hasn't come out of seclusion!"
Peng Jie listened to the conversation around him and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, everyone. I didn't come alone this time. A powerful person is willing to help us."
"Haha, a strongman? I don't see any of them." Sha Xing's sneer rang out in the open space.
He sensed it and found only Peng Jie's weak aura. He didn't detect the auras of any other powerful individuals. He wondered if Peng Jie had suffered too much stimulation or something else.
Elder Zhupin, dragging his broken body, came before Pengjie and solemnly asked, "Have you returned to your clan?"
Peng Jie first bowed to the Grand Elder, and then said respectfully.
"Yes, we have returned. The clan chief and the other clansmen already know about the situation in Black Mountain Valley."
"Then why did you come here?" Zhupin asked, sounding rather pathetic.
As a result, he couldn't catch his breath and spat out a mouthful of blood, making him even more listless.
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