Enemies Meet

Beyond the canyon, atop a steep solitary peak, several figures stood with their hands behind their backs.

In the sky around the mountain, countless figures stood suspended in the air. Majestic Battle Intent surged forth like a tide, nearly filling heaven and earth.

At a rough glance, their numbers were immense, approaching ten thousand.

Even among the armies of the kings of the Qiankun Sect, a force of this scale could absolutely rank among the very best.

With an army of such scale gathered together, its Battle Intent was likewise vast and powerful to an astonishing degree.

The Battle Intent spread out, completely shrouding the canyon like a birdcage, trapping everyone within the valley. Not even a fly could escape.

"My lord, the forces of the Calamity Palace have all been forced into the valley. Once we launch our assault, we will surely wipe them out!" A streak of light swept onto the mountaintop. The figure knelt on one knee in midair and respectfully clasped his fists.

At the forefront of the mountaintop stood two figures. One of them was an old acquaintance of Lin Langtian—the Young Hall Master of the Earth Desolate Hall, Huang Buxiu.

Huang Buxiu was dressed in black, still handsome and spirited. There was not the slightest hint of dejection from his previous defeat; instead, his eyes shone even more brightly. Clearly, that failure had only made him stronger.

After all, for the Earth Desolate Hall to place such high hopes on him and for him to have mastered the Great Sun Undying Body, he was obviously a man of unwavering resolve. He would not lose his fighting spirit over a single defeat.

Huang Buxiu stood with one hand behind his back, his entire body exuding an indifferent air.

Beside Huang Buxiu stood another expert with