A figure had yet to descend when two demonic cultivators decisively attacked, launching their strikes toward the direction where the person was arriving.

Ji Wuchang's palm expanded a hundredfold, transforming into a menacing square mouth, biting toward the target. The jagged teeth rotated in his palm, aiming to grind the target into dust.

Liu Ruyan formed a hand seal, directly launching a divine sense attack, the source of chaos, intending to plant it on the person, regardless of who was coming.

"Crack, crack, crack..."