Sacred Ancestors of the Yin Mountain

On the towering mountain, a ball of dazzling light suddenly lit up, like a blazing sun that wanted to swallow the darkness.

The energy contained in it was enough to level an area of 5,000 kilometers.

Seeing that the black mountain was about to be submerged by the light, a terrifying dark spirit energy suddenly erupted. With the mountain as the center, it quickly spread out, turning into a roaring beast that collided with the light.

The strange thing was that there were no energy fluctuations between the two. They just offset each other, leaving nothing behind.

"I didn't expect such a powerful creature to exist in another world."

In the darkness, a cold voice sounded with killing intent.

"Likewise."

Long Zhen retracted his palm and said indifferently, "We have no ill intentions. As long as you are willing to let go of the cultivators you captured some time ago, we will immediately leave the Hell World and never come back."