But no matter how many formations of such power there were, how could they threaten the Saint Demon Old Man? With a wave of his hand, he annihilated them all.
At that moment, the Saint Demon Old Man carried the domineering air of one who charged into an army of ten thousand, with no one able to do anything to him.
Many low-level cultivators did not even dare meet the Saint Demon Old Man's gaze.
As though nothing could hinder him, the Saint Demon Old Man, protected by countless tiny streaks of sword light, rode the thousand-zhang treasure sword beneath his feet and sped toward the depths of the Blazing Sun Immortal Sect.
At the same time.
Deep within the Blazing Sun Immortal Sect.
Atop Blazing Sun Mountain.
"The Saint Demon Old Freak truly managed to break through the formation and enter our sect. Such strength is indeed extraordinary."
"Even among Nascent Soul cultivators from the other Cultivation Worlds, this old freak's strength could likely rank among the top ten."
Red Sky Old True Lord, the sect master of the Blazing Sun Immortal Sect, watched the scene before him and sighed in amazement.
"No matter how strong he is, is he not still acting according to our plan?"
"Though our strength may not equal his, we can become the players moving the flags and treat him as a chess piece. What is there to fear?"
"Five hundred years from now, even if this man is still alive, who is strong and who is weak remains uncertain."
Azure Sea True Lord beside him still wore a genial expression, yet a surging pressure spilled from his body.
Red Sky Old True Lord glanced at him, and his heart could not help trembling.
For some reason, he found himself inexplicably convinced by Azure