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Seeing that the Saint Son of Wind Gate, Ding Dai, was being overwhelmed and about to be crushed, a ghastly shriek pierced the air in an instant. A tide of black energy surged, filled with malevolence and icy chill.
"They finally can't hold back, can they?" Suddenly, Gu Chen's eyes flashed as he looked in that direction, his expression extremely cold.
In his eyes, those demons were not at all terrifying; to him, they were merely walking Divine Power values.
However, it was different for the others. The appearance of the demons caused a great shock to all those uninformed people, including the Yaksha Clan.
"What's going on here?!"
Even Night Mo himself was bewildered, not understanding why demons would appear here, and originating from the people of Wind Gate no less.
Clearly, the Yaksha Clan was not aware that Wind Gate had aligned with the Saint Sect; they had been kept in the dark.