บท 473: Chapter 357: Oath of the Azure Clouds_2

Yang Jin pushed the woman up the mountain and sped his flying sword towards the ghostly face, but the secret techniques deployed by several Golden Core Demon Monarchs were far from something he could resist. Within a few breaths, the ghostly face swallowed them up.

Fortunately, his protective magic treasure prevented his soul from scattering to the winds.

The woman, pale with fright, was about to reveal her identity to scare off the Demon Head when she suddenly heard a young voice.

"Eh?"

Immediately, a wild wind rose out of nowhere, effortlessly blowing the ghostly face into oblivion, not even giving the several Demon Heads a chance to escape; their bodies and souls disintegrated into dust within the wind.

The wild wind came quickly and left just as swiftly.

Yang Jin fell to the ground from midair, his eyes tightly closed, lapsing into unconsciousness.

"Thank you, senior,"