"Senior Brother Zhong truly was Senior Brother Zhong. No schemes or tricks could do anything to him."
Bixie, who was sitting cross-legged nearby, merely smiled faintly, looking somewhat regretful yet not particularly surprised.
"If Fu Shang could not be lured out, who would dare enter the Great Desolation? Who would dare climb Sword Sect Mountain? You? Or me?"
Feng Wuji's face turned livid, as though he had swallowed a dead fly.
You and Zhong Yue admired each other, Bixie, while I, Feng Wuji, became the petty villain?
"The grand formation laid down by the Bixie Divine Emperor once covered the Western Wasteland, Southern Wasteland, Northern Wasteland, Eastern Wasteland, and Great Desolation... Among the six great Demonic Soul Forbidden Zones, Great Desolation Sword Sect is the absolute center!"
Feng Wuji paced back and forth atop the snowy mountain, growing increasingly agitated.
Those old gods had already reached their limit by forcing Zhong Yue into a desperate situation. Getting them to actively attack Great Desolation Sword Sect was impossible.
Among the current beings at the level of divine marquises were Dragon Ancestor, Demon Marquis Kun Hou, and others, but their physical bodies had long since died, leaving only their "spirits." Their strength was far inferior to Xiaomang Old Ancestor's.
Even Xiaomang Old Ancestor had been slain with a single sword strike. Sending them to their deaths was even more out of the question.
So-called schemes were nothing more than borrowing strength to strike strength. With no strength to borrow, even he was at a loss.
"Then we can only trigger the Demonic Soul Forbidden Zones ahead of time."
Bixie rose to her feet, touched the horn on her back, and said blandly:
"If that one still does not act within seven days, I can only trigger the Demonic Soul Forbidden Zones and