Clang—
The Vermilion Bird King cried out across the firmament, Scorching Flames raining down like cannonballs.
The independent cultivators far away were all dumbfounded, because they could clearly see that whenever that fiery power touched a warrior of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, the result was utter annihilation!
"Too terrifying!"
"This is a one-sided slaughter!"
"The Ten Great Immortal Sects are probably finished this time!"
With so many elites dead on Eternal Immortal Mountain, their sect foundations were bound to be shaken. In severe cases, they might never recover from this blow!
Boom!
Suddenly, an explosive crash rang out.
The independent cultivators turned to look and saw the distant ground cave in. An Immortal Sect master lay deep within it, a glaring sword wound across his chest, all life already gone from him!
This was... the fourth one dead!
Everyone hurriedly looked up to see Jun Changxiao standing proudly in the firmament, his body shrouded in dark energy, like a demon that had walked out of hell.
Cold sweat seeped from the foreheads of Lin Haoyan and the other four sect masters. They appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly, they were panicking like dogs.
Killing Peak True Seeking Realm experts was as easy as taking something from a bag.
Who could endure that?
If it were anyone else, they would have begged for mercy long ago.
Yet, they were the sect masters of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, rulers of the Upper Realm. Even with the situation utterly unfavorable to them, they would not lower themselves to beg Jun Changxiao for forgiveness.
Of course.
Even kneeling and kowtowing would have been of no use.
Jun Changxiao had already hardened his heart. He would wipe out every invading enemy and use his actions to tell the Upper Realm that whoever