That Is Only Your Limit, Not Mine

The Blood Fiend Demonic Sect's experts stood atop the mountain gate, watching the figures closing in from outside, their expressions extremely grave.

Among them, Fu Rui, the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect's temporary sect master, quickly recovered from his surprise and said in a low voice, "There is no need to panic.

"These Orthodox Sects may have joined forces to attack our Blood Fiend Demonic Sect to give the Hundred Peaks Sect face, or perhaps to pick up some gains.

"They will not risk their lives.

"We have already sealed the mountain gate. If they do not risk their lives, they cannot break through it."

Hearing this, the people around him quickly steadied themselves as well.

"That's right, we've activated the grand formations!"

"Our grand formation has been split into ninety-nine smaller formations. Every single one can reach the limit of the Immortal Realm."

"Our Blood Fiend Demonic Sect made preparations long ago."

Only after seeing everyone's morale rise did Fu Rui continue, "Pass down the order: all disciples above the Golden Body Realm are to gather at the mountain gate.

"Enter the formations separately and prepare spirit stones. Do not worry about the consumption of spirit stones. No matter which formation is damaged, repair it immediately.

"Also, leave behind two teams, forty Immortal Realm cultivators in total. Wherever danger appears, reinforce that location..."

Fu Rui swiftly began arranging their defenses.

In the void, after the Immortal Realm cultivators of the various sects halted outside the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect's mountain gate, the leading experts flew over to Song Zhong one after another to ask him questions.

"Elder Song, how should we attack their mountain gate?"

"Yes, should each sect take responsibility for attacking one area and wear them down like that?"

"I think that would be unwise. We should fiercely