Looking at the disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect appearing all around, the faces of the four Demon Sect Venerables darkened simultaneously.
Venerable Golden Lion’s gaze was sinister. "Damn it, how could this happen?"
The Seventh Elder of the Ghost King Sect’s voice was cold. "Someone leaked the information!"
At his words, the others’ expressions sharpened, and they subconsciously distanced themselves from those nearby.
Venerable Yu Jiao’s brow furrowed slightly. "This is no time for infighting. Dealing with the present situation is what’s important!"
"A bunch of hatchlings who haven’t even fledged," Venerable Red Tiger sneered, glancing around. "The Sanqing Immortal Sect truly underestimates us!" Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by nοvelfire.net
Although the Sanqing Immortal Sect had sent reinforcements, there wasn’t a single bona fide Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse among them. They were all just a group of Golden Core Stage disciples. While a few were indeed powerful enough to rival a Nascent Soul cultivator, they weren’t the real thing.
Besides, they themselves were not mere early-stage Nascent Soul Venerables. Even if their opponents were the top prodigies of the Golden Core Stage, how could it be easy for them to deal with them? Add to that a horde of Demon Soldiers and Monster Soldiers forming a siege array.
The advantage is ours! Venerable Golden Lion quickly made his judgment, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
Venerable Yu Jiao gave a sharp cry, "Attack!"
The battle erupted in an instant.
The Sanqing Immortal Sect disciples wasted no time, surging forward to meet their foes.
"Awakening of Insects!"
Li Zuoyue’s hands formed sword gestures as she muttered incantations. Behind her, light flickered inside the silver Sword Box. Nineteen Flying Swords shot out, coalescing into an invisible sword formation that enveloped Venerable Golden Lion.
The Sword Intent was icy cold.
The Sword Qi surged like a tide.
Countless rays of sword light formed a dense, massive net of Sword Qi. Its razor-sharp edge seemed to possess the terrifying power to sunder heaven and earth.
"Immortal Almond Shelters the World, the Golden Rod Stabilizes the Firmament."
"Wind and Thunder Herald the Ancestors, a Thousand Variations Rise from Their Descendants."
"By the decree of the Thunder Department, I summon True Immortal Xuan Miao, the Cicada’s offspring..."
Lu Longshe muttered under his breath, his hand seals changing with blinding speed. Twelve array flags soared into the air, settling into position in the void around him. Divine light flickered in his eyes as he roared, "Vanquish evil, exterminate demons! At the summons of the flags, act without delay! Great Evil-Purging Demon-Dispelling Formation, arise!"
In an instant, countless runes branded the void.
Within the Formation, as Lu Longshe pointed two fingers, golden light converged, forming eight imposing apparitions that charged the Seventh Elder of the Ghost King Sect.
Xiang Tiange held the Bronze Battle Halberd and donned the Ancient Bronze Armor, his vital energy churning around him like a dragon’s roar and thunder’s peal.
With a ferocious stomp, the very ground beneath him cracked.
He launched himself at Venerable Red Tiger like a charging mountain.
Venerable Red Tiger roared at the heavens, his cry echoing through the night sky. He raised his hand, transforming it into a colossal tiger’s paw that swiped down at Xiang Tiange.
The two men collided, erupting in a terrifying shockwave. The great hall trembled, on the verge of collapse.
Real men ought to settle things in a brutal, flesh-on-flesh brawl!
Lu Longshe, Li Zuoyue, and Xiang Tiange, the three branch chiefs, each faced off against a Demon Sect Venerable. They were the most outstanding disciples of their generation from the Sanqing Immortal Sect, having profoundly mastered the true teachings of their respective branches.
Although their cultivation was only at the peak of the Golden Core Realm’s Ninth Heaven, each possessed strength no less than that of an average early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
For a moment, they were evenly matched, locked in a desperate struggle. Immense waves of energy radiated outwards, seeming to make the very void tremble.
But the Demonic Path’s Venerable-level powerhouses numbered more than three. There was still Venerable Yu Jiao.
No one was paying her any mind.
She pursed her red lips, her gaze sweeping over the various battlefields. "Am I being neglected?" she laughed charmingly. "Oh well. I’ll just have to find someone to play with myself..."
As she spoke, her gaze locked onto Xiang Tiange.
She could tell at a glance that among these Sanqing Immortal Sect disciples, Xiang Tiange had the most solid foundation and the most formidable strength. While the others could merely hold their own against their opponents, Xiang Tiange actually stood a real chance of defeating Venerable Red Tiger.
If he was defeated, the outcome of the battle would be sealed.
Just then, several figures suddenly appeared before her.
"E-Enchantress, your opponent is m-me... us!"
Huang Yunchong stammered, staring at Venerable Yu Jiao as he clutched his Yin-Yang Gourd, his voice trembling slightly. Facing a female demon with the innate qualities of a "Charming Demon," his preferred battlefield was in bed, not on it. He felt a little out of his depth.
The three Li brothers also stepped forward, swords in hand, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Li Longyou’s expression was grim. "Senior Brother Huang, are you confident?"
He was thinking calmly. His brothers and he were only at the Core Formation Realm. Although they each had their own tricks and fighting beyond their level wasn’t impossible, they were clearly outmatched by this Nascent Soul Realm fiendess.
Although that lecher Huang Yunchong had a terrible reputation, he was still one of the top ten True Disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect. He could surely hold out longer than they could!
Huang Yunchong took a deep breath and said earnestly, "I can fight her, but I have some conditions!"
Li Longyou said, "Name them. We’ll support you!"
Huang Yunchong replied, "Get her onto a bed!"
Li Longyou was speechless.
Li Longji: "Zzzzz..."
Are you even listening to yourself? If we were capable of throwing her onto a bed, why would we be afraid of her?!
Li Longhao rubbed his nose and drew his greatsword. "No problem! Leave it to the three of us. I’ll go first!"
Without waiting for a response from Li Longyou or Li Longji, he charged forward, sword in hand.
"Demoness, taste my sword!"
Li Longhao came flying back even faster than he’d charged in, smashing through the wall and leaving a human-shaped hole.
Li Longyou was speechless.
Huang Yunchong stammered, "...Has he... always been this brave?"
They were facing a Nascent Soul Stage Venerable, after all.