A Transcendent Realm Expert Makes a Move

At the fringes of True Martial School, Huang Wuji guarded one sector with a legion. Transcendent Realm experts served as the general reserve force and would not act under ordinary circumstances. Unless the enemy's Transcendent Realm experts made a move first, they would not intervene lightly. Otherwise, it might truly ignite the fiercest battle, directly causing the deaths of large numbers of Transcendent Realm experts. That was difficult for either side to accept. Even if True Martial School won, it still had to preserve enough strength to face the many surrounding factions watching like tigers eyeing their prey.

The same was true for the Feather Transformation Church. The deaths and injuries of a few more Great Saints were nothing much, not enough to harm their bones and sinews. But if too many Transcendent Realm experts died or were injured, that would be a true injury to their bones and sinews. Even a miserable victory would be meaningless.

"Rumble!" Huang Wuji was like an emperor among men, his Overlord Dao unmatched. The longsword in his hand was even larger than his body. As he swung it, terrifying golden dragons formed one after another, roaring as they charged out. Saints and Legends alike were instantly torn apart, utterly unable to contend against him. Having stepped into the Half-Step Transcendent Realm, slaughtering these Saints and Legends was no more than lifting a hand for him. He could wipe out a wave with every casual strike. Yet he also knew such opportunities would not last long. The Feather Transformation Church Half-Step Transcendent Realm expert who had faced him earlier had been heavily injured by his hand. Though he had failed to kill him, it had at least created a vacuum period. He could only use this time to kill more enemies. Before long, another