The Road to Heaven Lies Open, Yet You Refuse to Take It; Hell Has No Gate, Yet You Walk Right In

"Great Guardian, the Eternal Sect Disciples have landed on an island."

"They really know how to pick their own burial ground."

"When do we make our move?"

"No rush. Let them lower their guard first."

The Formation Hall members were feverishly setting up a teleportation formation on the island, while the Great Guardian and his men lurked in the shadows like vipers.

In truth, he had wanted to make a move before they arrived at the East Sea, but he feared alerting other martial artists and could only continue to endure. Now that they had reached the boundless sea, there was nothing left for him to fear!

The best part was—

Their ancestor was in secluded cultivation somewhere in the East Sea waters.

If he wiped out the Eternal Sect Disciples and brought their heads to see the old man, he might even win his favor.

The more the Great Guardian thought about it, the more excited and delighted he became. After roughly a quarter of an hour, once he deemed the timing ripe, he immediately waved his arm and said, "Kill them all!"

"Yes!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, the Moon Burial Pavilion members hidden nearby unleashed their cultivation and charged toward the nameless island at top speed.

"Hall Master!"

At that moment, a Formation Hall member said joyfully, "We've established contact with the sect. We can carry out point-to-point teleportation at any time."

Hall Master Zi nodded.

After experiencing the training in the Secret Realm of Blades and Flames, he had become far more mature than before.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just then, rolling waves of air surged in from beyond the island.

"Hm?"

The Purple Lin Demon King turned around and saw black-robed, masked martial artists pressing down from the heavens.

"Moon Burial Pavilion?"

"Die!"

The Great Guardian