"Damn it!"
Lie Jiuyou cursed under his breath. He looked at the others and saw that they had clearly begun to shrink back. No one was willing to fight anymore.
After all, no one wanted to stake their lives against the Tianli Sect. If they truly fought to the death, both sides would likely suffer. Once their strength declined, it would be time for other sects to suppress and swallow them up.
That was the nature of such interest-based, loose alliances. When the crucial moment came, everyone had their own schemes.
"Why don't you dare fight now, you bunch of trash!"
Dangyun Heavenly Venerate unleashed his full firepower, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with contempt. He was burning with rage. They had been pressing him down and beating him all this time—how could he not be furious?
Now, he only wanted to fight, to battle to his heart's content and vent this pent-up anger.
"Dangyun, don't go too far. Are you sure you want to fight? Can you bear the consequences?" Lie Jiuyou shouted furiously, his face dark.
Boom!
Bei Lin Heavenly Venerate's powerful Heavenly Venerate will erupted as he roared, "Why waste words with them? If they want to fight, then fight! With so many of us, are we supposed to fear them?"
Clang!
A sword cry rang out. Red Crane True Lord pointed his longsword directly at Dangyun Heavenly Venerate and the others, shouting sharply:
"Today, the Tianli Sect must give us an explanation. Hand over Holy Son Fang Mo, or we fight! Xinghe, don't think your feigned retreat will succeed. If this world is destroyed, then so be it; if the seal breaks, then so be it. It does not belong to our Nine Mandarin Duck Mountain anyway. At worst, we will flee far into the