The Counterattack Begins

Such earth-shaking power could not be unleashed easily again by either side. To activate the Feather Transformation Immortal Slaughtering Blade, the Feather Transformation Church had no idea how much preparation and effort it had expended beforehand. Since this attempt had failed, they had no way to launch another attack anytime soon.

On the other side, True Martial School, which had deployed the Seven Stars Yuan Severing Formation, was equally unable to continue. The formation had exhausted its strength after forcibly withstanding the Feather Transformation Immortal Slaughtering Blade's strike. At this moment, all seven were swaying on the verge of collapse. Dangyang Peak Chief Seat had borne the brunt of it and suffered most terribly. A man who had once been in the prime of life had suddenly aged thousands of years, becoming a gaunt old man little more than skin and bones.

The disciples below wept as one. Many recognized the people who had set up the Seven Stars Yuan Severing Formation. For True Martial School, they had given everything, and even now, they were still fighting a bloody battle.

"Kill them! Kill those Feather Transformation Church bastards! We can't let the grandmasters sacrifice themselves for nothing!"

"That's right! Kill them all! Leave none alive!"

The True Martial School disciples immediately roared with righteous indignation. Perhaps none of them alone possessed the power to turn the tide, but when thousands, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands stood united in purpose, they would converge into a vast, surging flood.

What was Heaven's will? Heaven's will was the people's will!

Ye Xiwen could vaguely see that the spirit and bearing of the School's many disciples had changed. The shadow that had hung over them for years—the fear that the Feather Transformation Church might wipe them out—was swept away in an instant,