Three Suns Hang Over Mingzhou, Pressing It to the Brink; Qiankun Unity Eight-Direction Formation

Damn East Heaven scoundrels!

In that instant, Nine-Spirit Primal Saint felt a jolt shoot from the soles of his feet up his spine and straight to the crown of his head, making his entire body shudder. Are Gan Tian and those old fools idiots? How could they let the East Heaven scoundrels break into Mingzhou?

Though Nine-Spirit Primal Saint had never entered Jiuzhou World, he understood its overall situation with perfect clarity.

Or rather, every existence at the Pure Yang level had a clear understanding of Jiuzhou World's strategic layout: the other eight provinces could all be abandoned, but Mingzhou could not be lost!

Mingzhou lay at the heart of the Jiuzhou Great Thousand World, radiating in all directions and commanding the whole. It was like the Three Realms Great Thousand World at the center of the primordial cosmos—its position in the grand scheme was utterly unique.

Once Mingzhou was breached, the allied forces of the various sects would more or less lose their breath. And once their spirit deflated, what would they have left to contend against the Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect?

Looking at the three great suns rising above Mingzhou within Jiuzhou World, watching those three suns advance upon the mountain gate of the Qiankun Dao Sect, Nine-Spirit Primal Saint's teeth itched with hatred. With such a move, the Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect is clearly preparing to smash mountains and raze temples. What exactly are Gan Tian and the others doing?!

Nine-Spirit Primal Saint was furious, but how could Daoist Lord Gan Tian not be furious as well?

At this moment, beyond Mingzhou, upon the Bright Flame Sea, Daoist Lord Gan Tian, Dao Lord Feiyang, Dao Lord Hunxuan, and Daoist Lord Dianxing—the four Dao-Holding Monarchs—all wore incomparably grim expressions. Yet they could not turn back toward Mingzhou.

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