Heavenly Martial Divine Mountain.
Inside a grand hall.
"More and more experts are gathering from the outside world."
The Dragon Tiger Dao Mountain's sect leader spoke with deep concern, his brows clouded with gloom.
The other major figures present were equally heavy-hearted, as if sitting on pins and needles.
They came respectively from Nine Stars Sword Mountain, Divine Mountain Sword Court, Profound Yellow Sword Pavilion, and Azure Thunder Divine Sect.
Other than the Ascension Sword Court, which had long since been destroyed, the major figures of the Five Great Dao Gates had all gathered together.
"Lord Bi Mo, now that things have reached this point, shouldn't you reveal your trump card and put our minds at ease?"
A Supreme Elder from Nine Stars Sword Mountain spoke in a grave voice.
At once, every gaze turned toward Bi Mo, seated in the central seat of honor.
Not long ago, upon learning that Su Yi was coming to kill his way to Heavenly Martial Divine Mountain, these major figures had strongly urged Bi Mo to evacuate.
Yet Bi Mo had flatly refused, telling them that he had his own trump card to deal with this impending calamity.
But as time passed and they saw more and more experts gathering outside, the major figures of the Five Great Dao Gates began to panic.
Bi Mo swept his gaze across everyone present and said impassively, "It is plain to see that you have long regretted this in your hearts. You have likely cursed me, Bi Mo, countless times already. But let me ask you this: even if you had withdrawn from Heavenly Martial Divine Mountain in advance, how long could you have hidden?"
Without waiting for an answer, Bi Mo continued, "I dare guarantee that the moment you fled, all my master would need