As soon as the words left the boy's mouth, the dozens of enormous willow leaves transformed into black beams that shot toward the Meng Clan. The black-robed cultivators atop the leaves had eyes that glittered with cold killing intent as they powered up their cultivation bases to the absolute peak.
The beams were like dozens of sharp arrows, screaming through the starry sky at incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, they were outside the shields surrounding the Meng Clan continent. Without even pausing for a moment, they slammed directly into the shield.
BOOOOMMMMMM!
As the sound reverberated out, the Meng Clan's shield distorted, as if it were about to collapse. Cracking sounds could be heard as fissures spread out across its surface.