The gloomy wind blew mercilessly.
Yun Yao's expression was cold as she swiftly fled on the Ice Flood Dragon, filled with frustration at the pursuit from behind.
If it weren't for her plans and the desire not to reveal her strength or exhaust her resources here, she would surely give those five a lesson.
"Heh heh, our master highly praises the Profound Yin Divine Fire, saying it is the ultimate Yin fire. Fellow Daoist, you'd best not struggle."
"Indeed, we are all from the Demon Dao, there's no need for inner conflict."
The five figures were on a flying beast, their auras strangely connected, and their speed was constantly increasing, leaving Yun Yao even more astonished.
The ghostly winds and yin spirits along the way were directly torn apart. Just as they passed a mound, nine Sword Auras suddenly emerged from below.
"Not good, it's an ambush!"
"How daring! To attack us!"
