Kapitel 382: Coming One After Another, Guards

Master Sanyang's attacks were extremely sharp. As his figure kept changing, an extremely sharp attack landed on the cultivators. Even more cultivators were killed by Master Sanyang.

"Ah!" Screams kept coming.

A moment later, the dozen or so cultivators were no longer standing.

However, after Master Sanyang fought for a while, more cultivators appeared.

A few figures appeared on the river ahead. They all exuded a proud aura. They were all wearing black and white robes and should be from a faction. The leader was an old man in a Daoist robe. His aura was restrained, making it impossible to tell his exact cultivation level. However, as he stood there, it was as if spiritual power in the world was circulating towards him.

These people were the cultivators of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. This old man in the Daoist robe was the Grand Elder of their Immortal Sect, Pan Zhengjiang.

"Is the key to the mystic realm in that Daoist's hand?"