"Phew!!"
The Old Emperor let out a long breath.
The small town beneath his feet, home to tens of thousands, along with several surrounding villages, had all been reduced to ashes in the aftermath of this battle.
Their battle had not begun here, but battles between great powers—
could span a thousand miles with a single movement. No one knew where they would appear the next moment.
Even the area affected by the lingering aftermath was more than ordinary people could endure.
The Old Emperor held the Myriad Souls Banner.
That Grand Elder of the Myriad Swords Sect had already been drawn into the Myriad Souls Banner by him.
This was the Old Emperor's first time making a move against another great power of the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
The battle had ended much faster than he had expected.
His tremendous efforts to refine the demons and monsters within this Demon Suppressing Pagoda had not been in vain.
In truth, if he had not taken that punch from Lingxu,
he might have acted sooner.
He had spent a long time recovering from his injuries.
Lingxu's deterrence was simply too great, making him reluctant to act rashly.
Next, he would hunt down those Tribulation Crossing Stage great powers according to the list.
With that thought, the Old Emperor put away the Myriad Souls Banner and stepped into the void.
"..."
Several months later.
The news of the Profound Sword Sect's Grand Elder falling spread throughout the Central Continent.
As expected, the tide of great change was approaching.
In less than a hundred years, several Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivators had fallen in succession—some dead, some imprisoned in Shu Mountain's Demon Suppressing Pagoda.
Li Xuanxiao's expression turned grave upon hearing the news.
Other than him, was there anyone else deliberately plotting against Tribulation Crossing