The Face of Shouxian Pavilion

True Lord Mingxu stared in the direction where True Lord Shouyuan had disappeared, his face livid. "Fellow Daoists, with a powerful enemy before us, I will go call Fellow Daoist Shouyuan back so we can resist this foe together."

Before his words had even fallen, his figure was already moving.

The Azure Nether Sword turned into a streak of azure sword light and chased after True Lord Shouyuan.

Gong Qianyu froze where he stood, the hand stroking his beard stiffening in midair.

Shui Wuhen's action of throwing back his head and laughing came to an abrupt halt.

The lightning around Lei Wanjun disappeared.

The long sword in Hua Qianjiao's hand drooped.

The cold air around Han Qianshuang solidified.

Master Wunian's low chanting of the Buddha's name paused.

Duan Qianshan's long saber was planted in the ground. Hu Qianshan's Fourth Order Tiger Demon lay on the ground, shivering. Jin Wujin's Gold Fire Sword hovered before him, the Sword Body Spiritual Light dim.

A deathly stillness fell.

Six figures flew out from the distance—it was the Six Children. Their Life-Bound Weapons hovered before each of them, Spiritual Light Flowing, Killing Intent surging like a tide.

The boy at their head was called Yuanjue. His hands formed seals, and a short sword hovered before him, its blade a pale gold, ripples flowing along its edge. He looked toward the direction where True Lord Shouyuan had fled, the corner of his mouth lifting in a Cold Smile.

"You think you can run?"

His hands formed seals, and the short sword turned into a Pale Golden Flowing Light, chasing straight after True Lord Shouyuan. Its speed was unbelievably fast; in the blink of an eye, it had already caught up behind True Lord Shouyuan.

Sensing the Killing Intent behind him, True Lord Shouyuan hurriedly called