One Man Holds the Pass

Five enormous treasure ships, each as massive as a mountain, appeared on the distant horizon. As they bore down upon the clouds, they resembled five divine mountains that had been shifted through the sky.

Treasure light flowed, and battle banners snapped in the wind.

The shadows cast by the treasure ships from high above blotted out the daylight, making all the cultivators present feel as though heaven and earth had darkened, their hearts oppressed.

The five treasure ships carried experts from the Huan Clan of the Demon Race, the Burning Sun Sect, the Tianji Daoist School, Cloud Hidden Sword Mountain, and Pure Sky Zen Temple.

As they arrived together, the vast blare of war horns echoed through the void, lending heaven and earth an additional air of grim slaughter.

Boom!

At last, the five treasure ships came to a halt a thousand zhang from Nine Cauldrons City. Amid sweeping waves of air, figure after figure darted out from the ships.

"One, two, three. My heavens! There are over fifty Spirit Appearance Realm cultivators alone. With all those Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators added in, wouldn't that make more than a hundred Spirit Path Great cultivators?"

An old generation figure clicked his tongue in astonishment.

"Only Spirit Appearance Realm cultivators? No! There are Spirit Wheel Realm cultivators too!"

Someone's eyes burned with fervor. "As far as I know, each of the Five Ancient Giants has deployed an old monster of the Spirit Wheel Realm this time. Every one of them is immensely powerful. Their purpose is to crush the Great Xia Imperial Family completely with the force of divine mountains pressing down from above!"

Five Spirit Wheel Realm cultivators!

The crowd erupted into unrest, exclamations rising everywhere.

The gathering of so many Spirit Path Great cultivators alone had already made people tremble