"Sect Master, we can't hold on any longer!" The disciples sought help from Yun Tian, but Yun Tian was powerless to assist them, as he was resisting the attacks from the Jiuyou Sect Master and several Jiuyou Sect protectors.
"Hehehe, the Lingyun Sect is doomed to be destroyed today!" The Jiuyou Sect Master laughed wildly, black mist spreading wherever he went, a gigantic skeletal claw formed under the control of magnetic force, attacking the enemies.
"This attack method is too inefficient." He Mengyao couldn't help but complain.
"From the founding of the Lingyun Sect to becoming the number one sect on the Haokong Continent, it took three thousand years and numerous generations of disciples' efforts; it absolutely cannot be destroyed in my hands!" Yun Tian's voice was mournful.
He shouted, "I offer my blood essence as a sacrifice, may our ancestor's spirit appear and protect my sect's disciples."
