"Senior Sister Ji, could these people be bluffing to confuse us?"
At that moment, a crisp voice rang out. The female cultivator who spoke was equally breathtakingly beautiful—Fairy Yue Luo, an elder of the Joyous Union Sect.
Ji Ruxue shook her head slightly, her expression exceedingly grave.
"If it were only the Joyous Union Sect, gathering one hundred thousand cultivators would naturally not be easy. But this time, our sect's enemies are not limited to the Yin Corpse Sect. There is also the Soul Refining Sect!"
"The Soul Refining Sect? Those people have joined forces with the Yin Corpse Sect and are preparing to attack Penglai Island together?"
As soon as those words fell, the expressions of the other elders in the hall changed sharply. The Yin Corpse Sect alone was already difficult enough to deal with; now the Soul Refining Sect had come as well. Their situation had become even more dire.
"Senior Sister, where did you get this information? Is it reliable?"
"That can't be. Our sect has no grievance with the Soul Refining Sect. Why would they attack us?"
"So long as there is enough profit, anyone can become an enemy."
"If the Yin Corpse Sect and the Soul Refining Sect join forces, doesn't that mean our Joyous Union Sect has no chance of victory at all?"
For a moment, the expressions of the female cultivators turned exceedingly grim. The situation was deeply unfavorable; one misstep, and the Joyous Union Sect could face the calamity of annihilation.
"Hmph, what are you panicking for? They have allies—does our Joyous Union Sect not have any?"
At that moment, a pleasant voice rang out, and Fairy Ruyue appeared within the great hall.
"Martial Uncle, are you saying we have powerful reinforcements?"
A trace of delight appeared on Ji Ruxue's face.