The Wind Sword Emperor's eyes were incomparably savage.
This was a message personally passed to the Wind Sword Emperor by Gu Jianqingshuang, the headmaster of the Azure Soul Hall. It had arrived at precisely the right time.
When the Wind Sword Emperor received this message, the Four Snow Sun Ghosts had not yet entered the Cloudtop Immortal Palace.
He immediately relayed the message to the Beidou Sword Venerable.
"This is tremendous news!"
Revenge was right before their eyes.
Before long, the Beidou Sword Venerable's battle order arrived.
He said, "I will lead two hundred thousand sword cultivators from the Sword Sect and hasten to the Cloudtop Immortal Palace, cutting off the enemy's retreat. In fifteen minutes, lead seventy thousand men to harass them and prevent their smooth withdrawal. The longer you delay them, the better!"
This battle order made the Wind Sword Emperor's blood boil.
He had waited far too long for this moment.
"That beast Li Wushuang is still stubbornly holding out at Mandarin Duck Lake without knowing whether she lives or dies. Once these fifteen minutes are up, if she doesn't lead her people out of the encirclement and flee Qingyun, she will never get another chance."
The seventy thousand sword cultivators had finally awaited the day of revenge. Every one of them had bloodshot eyes.
Of course, they had no way of knowing that the Four Snow Sun Ghosts had already "hijacked" Yuntianque.
Because this was fake intelligence Li Tianming had provided.
The less they knew, the better!
The longer this false information could pin those more than two hundred thousand people on the Qingyun Continent, the more useful it would be.
Crack, crack, crack!
Time trickled away bit by bit.
The seventy thousand sword cultivators held their breath.
The Wind Sword Emperor's eyes were crimson.
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