Lan Yu Battles The Sword Daoist, Don’t Get Too Cocky Now

"Why don't you test those attacks on me instead?"

A clear voice resonated through the realm.

A burst of white light erupted in the distance, discharging a plentiful amount of holy energy.

The boundless holy energy engulfed the whole area and covered half of the sky.

Touheng squinted his eyes at the eruption of holy energy. As creatures who were naturally inclined to darkness, the demonic cultivators were displeased at the presence of this holy energy. However, some of the non-demonic black-robed cultivators were frowning too.

"Judging from the aura, it seems like those pretentious b*stards have arrived."

"But the voice doesn't sound familiar. Besides, when has anyone in the Holy Light Religion displayed such strong holy energy?"

The black-robed cultivators were unsure.

On the other hand, Nangong Huang, Murong Xuan, and Shang Qingxue were excited. They had seemingly thought of something. 

"It's her!"