Masters Arriving in Droves

In other words, this Other Shore Flower could very well create a Transcendent Realm expert. For them, it was absolutely not something they could give up.

On the other side, the people from the White Sun Sect wore grave expressions as well. They did not want to give up this Other Shore Flower either. Whatever the Eight Stars Pavilion could think of, they could naturally think of too.

The placid Yellow Springs Lake was stirred into raging waves by the arrival of these two groups and their utterly unrestrained release of aura.

Deep beneath the lake lay a scene like a mass graveyard, corpses strewn everywhere. Suddenly, one of the corpses moved and opened its eyes, two beams of bloody light shooting into the sky.

Above the lake, Ye Xiwen stood calm and composed, showing no discomfort at the arrival of the two sides. He had absolute confidence in his speed. Even caught between the two groups, he could still retreat unscathed.

"Mingyang, attack!" the Grand Elder of the Eight Stars Pavilion bellowed. At the same time, he led over a dozen Transcendent Realm experts from the Eight Stars Pavilion to block the White Sun Sect experts.

They intended to monopolize this Other Shore Flower.

"Damn it!" Fu Buping flew into a rage. The Eight Stars Pavilion was clearly treating them as beneath notice. How could he endure this now?

Though they shared the same stance when it came to suppressing the native great clans of the True Martial Realm, they had never truly been of one mind. Apart from that matter, they were basically hostile toward one another. Every force was a rival, and to them, it was as though they longed to put the others to death.

Fu Buping attacked at once. Dazzling light burst from his hand