Luo Tongtian raised a brow. Just as he was about to speak, the Fiend Sovereign's avatar continued.
"It is clear that you are their backbone, aren't you? So many of you came together, yet you did not come with hearts of worship, did you?"
The Fiend Sovereign's avatar curled his lips, savagery and disdain intertwining. "Do you intend to fight this sovereign?"
As his words fell, his gaze swept outward, his contempt blanketing the entire scene.
Clang!
A piercing sword cry rang out. Beside Luo Tongtian, the Flying Immortal Sword Set appeared, its sword intent soaring to the heavens and growing even sharper.
The 33 Flying Swords gathered around Luo Tongtian, their sword intent solidifying as they stabbed straight toward the Fiend Sovereign's avatar.
"You clearly know, so why spout so much nonsense? With that pretentious look of yours, even cutting you down would stain this old man's sword."
"Tsk!"
The Fiend Sovereign's avatar clicked his tongue and casually waved a hand. Luo Tongtian's sword intent was silently blocked.
The experts on Lin Xuan's side changed expression. Luo Tongtian, however, seemed unsurprised and continued staring at the Fiend Sovereign's avatar.
The Fiend Sovereign's avatar appeared unconcerned by Luo Tongtian's words. Even when Divine Heart wanted to shout angrily, he stopped him with a raised hand.
Divine Heart could only stare coldly at Luo Tongtian, his killing intent incomparably dense. Luo Tongtian's words seemed to upset him even more than if he had been personally insulted.
This is the strongest lapdog. Compared to Divine Heart, Lan An is leagues behind, Lin Xuan thought.
At that moment, the Fiend Sovereign's avatar spoke again.
"You should have sensed it already. In truth, you have no chance of victory. Only you can barely cause this sovereign a little obstruction. Do not lead yourselves astray!"