Immortal Artifact Acknowledges Its Master

As he spoke, Lord Condemnation's gaze sharpened, locking directly with True Lord Mountainrend's.

The sharpness in their eyes collided like a needle against a wheat awn, sparks scattering through the air.

Seeing the two True Lord powerhouses facing off, the many cultivators present hurriedly retreated, afraid of being caught up in the clash between them.

As they stared each other down, True Lord Mountainrend spoke:

"Condemnation."

"There are so many ants here. I fear quite a few of them harbor little schemes."

"You and I should drive them away first."

"Then we can contend over who gets this Immortal Artifact divine sword. What do you say?"

Hearing Mountainrend's words, Condemnation narrowed his eyes slightly, then nodded.

He knew full well that among the many cultivators present, there were surely some coveting the Immortal Artifact as well.

They intended to take a desperate risk and seize the Immortal Artifact divine sword while he and Mountainrend were fighting.

The next moment, the two True Lord powerhouses each looked away, then swept their gazes over the cultivators present.

Boom...

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying aura and pressure erupted from Mountainrend and Condemnation.

Under the shroud of that oppressive aura, many cultivators felt as though they were carrying a towering mountain on their backs, the pressure multiplying.

"Anyone who does not wish to die, leave this place immediately!"

"Otherwise, there will be no mercy!"

After a moment of silence, Condemnation spoke with a cold, severe expression.

At his words, the cultivators around the plaza were all struck with fear.

"This?"

"What do we do?"

"Staying alive is what matters most!"

"I only came to watch the excitement. Don't let this cost me my life!"

"Retreat, quickly!"

"Once these two True Lords make their move, we won't even be able to leave!"

"Damn