Before Yang Yan could think further, the Cold Flood Dragon had already shifted its gaze onto him.

BOOM!

At the moment their eyes met, its body was enveloped in a surge of evil qi.

With a dragon’s roar, its massive form shot straight into the Nine Heavens, then with a swift turn, it charged toward Yang Yan at lightning speed.

Apart from Yang Yan, Ye Changqing, Lin Zimu, and the Void-Devouring Tiger, everyone else was bewildered.

What is going on!

How did such a powerful demon beast get provoked out of nowhere?

And there was no warning at all.

"This is a demon beast from the Celestial Beast Forest of the Demon Cave..." someone suddenly shouted in a loud voice.

The Sect Leaders of Yizheng Sect, Lingying Sect, and Biluo Sect heard this and their faces immediately changed.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why the dispatched troops never returned.

It seems they all perished at the hands of these beasts!

With this thought, the Sect Leaders of the three sects quickly exchanged glances, then sprang into action, jointly unleashing their ultimate skills with almost no reservation, charging at the Cold Flood Dragon.

Yang Yan and Lin An, along with the other disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect, were somewhat surprised.

Yizheng Sect, Lingying Sect, and Biluo Sect, which were not usually on good terms, actually stepped in to help Ancient Abyss Sect resolve the crisis.

This was indeed as unexpected as the sun rising in the west.

"Three Daoist brothers, let me help you!" Lin An wasted no words and drew his sword to join the battle.

This was not surprising.

It was clear to everyone that if the three Sect Leaders did not act to defend against the Cold Flood Dragon’s attack, the Ancient Abyss Sect would suffer severe losses.

After all, against a Cold Flood Dragon at the Golden Core Peak, Lin An, despite his full efforts, would find it difficult to hold on for long.

After all, Lin An was only at the late stage of the Golden Core Realm, with a faint sign of breakthrough, barely qualifying as possessing half-step peak strength.

Now, with the Sect Leaders of Yizheng Sect, Lingying Sect, and Biluo Sect proactively assisting, it was naturally something Lin An desperately wished for.

As for everything happening before him, Yang Yan felt somewhat bewildered, but upon thinking, he quickly understood.

The troops of Yizheng Sect and Lingying Sect sent into the Demon Cave were wiped out, and Biluo Sect’s Young Sect Leader Lin Hao went missing, with several subsequent teams disappearing without a trace...

Anyone with some sense could understand this.

No wonder the three sects reacted so strongly when someone shouted it was a demon beast from the Demon Cave.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly.

It seems this Cold Flood Dragon was meant to be a scapegoat for him?

However, Yang Yan’s brows furrowed again.

The situation before him was far from optimistic!

Although Lin An, Wang Bingye, Lin Xuanzhi, and He Luo were all experts at the late stage of the Golden Core Realm, the difference between each minor realm within the Golden Core Realm was like heaven and earth.

Facing a Cold Flood Dragon at the Golden Core Peak, they were still at a disadvantage.

As the Cold Flood Dragon engaged in a chaotic battle with the four, the Cyan Scale Eagle, Black Death Tiger, Wolf King, and Flying Mantis quickly joined the fray, heading for Yang Yan.

"Beasts, taste my sword!"

The Sect Leader of the Sword Sect, Xu Caomu, shouted with a roar and joined the fight.

Soon, the Sect Leaders of the Pill Sect, Celestial Sound Sect, Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, Hengshan Sect, and Lenghe Sect all joined the battle circle.

Several individuals worked together to temporarily stabilize the Cold Flood Dragon, two beasts, one bird, and one insect.

But any discerning person could see that even with the ten sects joining forces, they could not gain an upper hand in this chaotic battle.

After all, not all ten Sect Leaders were as strong in combat as Lin An and the others.

Though they were all part of the ten great sects, each had its strengths.

While the Sect Leader of the Pill Sect, Dan Xuan, was at the Golden Core Realm, in terms of combat prowess, he could not be compared to Lin An and others.

Meanwhile, demon beasts naturally possessed bloodline power, with physiques superior to humans, making their combat strength formidable.

As for the battle circle, the Cold Flood Dragon’s scales and armor were indestructible, and its breath could inflict damage upon touch, showcasing both offensive and defensive capabilities.

Whenever it attacked, the Sect Leaders could only avoid its sharpness, not daring to engage head-on.

The Cyan Scale Eagle had a faint bloodline of the Golden-winged Roc, rendering its speed unmatched.

The Black Death Tiger specialized in attack, possessing strong combat force, and its evil qi was unstoppable.

The Flying Mantis’s forelimbs were blades capable of slicing through anything, with few sharp weapons comparable.

The Wolf King could be considered the one with the most combat awareness among them.

While its combat power was not as strong as the other beasts, its balance of offense and defense and its unexpected strikes often left the opponents in distress.

On the side of the ten Sect Leaders, they were overwhelmed, unable to leverage their numerical advantage into actual dominance.

If this dragged on, the ten sects were likely to face inevitable defeat.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root!"

"Overwhelming!"

"Heaven-Destroying!"

...

Seeing themselves falling behind, the Sect Leaders of the ten sects became truly inflamed, unleashing their ultimate skills without reservation in an effort to break the enemy.

Yet all their techniques were countered.

At best, they could only slow down the advance of the five great demon beasts!

"How can they be this strong?!"

Lin An, panting heavily, watched as his ultimate attack merely pushed back the Cold Flood Dragon without injuring it in the slightest, which left him somewhat overwhelmed.

After all, he was considered one of the peerless individuals on the Wandering Dragon Star.

Otherwise, the Ancient Abyss Sect wouldn’t be on the verge of becoming the top sect under his leadership.

The other nine also felt a wave of shock upon seeing this.

They deeply understood Lin An’s terrifying combat prowess, and among the ten Sect Leaders, probably only the Sect Leader of the Sword Sect, Xu Caomu, could contend with him.

No one expected that even a full-force strike from him couldn’t injure the Cold Flood Dragon!

Besides, this was the result of everyone’s efforts to restrain the Cold Flood Dragon while Lin An unleashed his full attack.

A sense of dread and bitterness washed over everyone.

Could it be that they were all destined to meet their end here today?!

No!

Absolutely not!

They were the rulers of the Wandering Dragon Star, the pinnacle of combat power here, how could they just fall to a few beasts?!

So, as if by tacit understanding, everyone simultaneously ramped up their efforts, once again causing a deadlock and regaining a slight advantage.

Yang Yan, upon seeing this, fell silent.

Indeed!

Could it be that the ten sects were destined to be accounted for here today?!

"Hmm?"

Before Yang Yan could dive deeper into thought, the surrounding wind and snow kicked up, accompanied by faint chirping sounds.

Yang Yan felt a chill run through him.

This truly was trouble heaping upon trouble.

The old saying proved true: when it rains, it pours; when the house leaks, it’s followed by a battering wind!

Already cornered, the return of the Snow Demons marked a dead-end situation.

"Everyone, on your guard!"

Yang Yan quickly snapped out of despair, using spiritual power to call out to the disciples of the ten sects.

The battle, which had already been nerve-wracking, was not over, and now the return of the Snow Demons caused waves of panic.

Though the Sect Leaders sensed the change, the chaotic battle made it difficult to extract themselves, making them deeply anxious.

Yang Yan, pushing down his internal agitation, hastily gathered the chief disciples of the ten sects to discuss countermeasures.

In normal times, would the disciples of the ten sects listen to Yang Yan’s nonsense here?

After all, they were all prodigies of the Wandering Dragon Star, naturally brimming with pride.

Especially when faced with someone like Yang Yan, who had risen to prominence, they found him disagreeable.

No matter how strong Yang Yan’s prowess was, they would never cooperate willingly.

But now, with imminent disaster, everyone’s lives hanging by a thread, and lacking a better solution themselves, Yang Yan stepping forward surprisingly gave them a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, everyone shared a similar thought; rather than waiting for a futile end, it was better to join efforts in devising countermeasures.